About

Where Wonder begins

Like when…

…You suddenly halt, because you saw something you liked.
…You do a double take, because you saw someone you liked.
…You start slowing down, to read something you might like.
Things that make me stop walking is about indulging in all the things that literally make you stop in your tracks.

We’re creating a world of slow blogging inviting you into my aesthetic, intellectual and emotional universe.

With content spanning luxury lifestyle (as well as redefining luxury itself), cultural commentary, reflections on Art, motherhood and intentional living. This space is an ongoing personal editorial journal: visual, poetic, layered, with a sense of quiet magic and elevated craftsmanship.

I am deeply inspired by visual storytelling that blends illustration, typography, and photography with a sense of narrative flow — with a desire to create this corner of the internet to be like a crafted object, rather than a digital template.

Where Wonder is cultivated

The Raison D’être

I remember many years ago sitting in the hair salon, Toni and Guy, around the time when they newly launched their book. The hairdresser passed me a copy whilst she chopped away at my hair and I flicked through the glossy images soaking in their story.

In conversation, the hairdresser remarked Toni and Guy had a very eventful life. And I remember responding along the lines of 'yes, but if you think about it, everyone can fill a book with their life. It's about what you choose to share and how'.

It seemed like she wasn't expecting that response and somberley replied 'I guess so'.

Magic doesn’t reside in the big moments. Nor do you need a string of extraordinary events to have a truly extraordinary life.

Ultimately, the stories we tell ourselves and the implicit beliefs we create through them is what shapes us.

And so, you can take Things That Make Me Stop Walking as a discerned perspective of a life and aesthetic.

Because… should we not tell stories with intent?

A name born of Wonder

What’s in a name?

Does the name Things that make me stop walking sound bizarre, long winded, grammatically annoying?

One sunny day I was walking down a London road with my colleague, and we came across a florist. Anyone who knows me knows I have the tendency to stop in my tracks to capture a moment (much to their dismay). And this moment was no different. I spotted the sunlight hitting these blooms and asked ‘Neil, do you mind if we stop for a second so I can take a picture?'

Super simple serendipity.

A life in Wonder

Londoner | Lover | Marketer
| Full time aesthete

I’m British Pakistani, born and raised in London where I still reside. I’ve worked in Marketing & Communications for nearly 10 years across many industries and have found a home in Technology.

Everything else we can share along the way.

Anam x

Slow blogging

This is a space shaped by intention. I do not post for the sake of frequency or reach. If a story does not feel worth telling — or an image cannot capture what I truly saw or felt — it will remain unseen. You may find the rhythm of posts here to be occasional rather than constant - once, maybe twice, a month. That is by design. In this corner of the internet, quality and authenticity prevail over quantity or momentum. Welcome x