Meet M A R I G O L D
Marigold is the embodiment of sun-drenched serenity - a gentle soul stitched together from quiet sighs, warm light, and a whisper of wildflowers. If peace had a personality, it would look suspiciously like Marigold, nuzzled into a floral pillow with half a blink and a barely-there tail thump.
A connoisseur of comfort, Marigold doesn’t just nap - she curates her slumbers. Cushions must be arranged just so, sunlight must fall in golden ribbons across the floor, and the ambient noise must feature the soothing murmur of distant conversation or the occasional kettle boiling. She’s the kind of companion who makes you want to sit a little longer, speak a little softer and maybe not tackle your to-do list just yet.
She has an uncanny ability to read the room. Feeling frazzled? One look into those soft, knowing eyes and you’ll find yourself wrapped in a calm you didn’t know you needed. She won’t leap into your lap like a whirlwind - she’ll arrive like a sigh, gently pressing her weight against your legs until the world feels slightly more manageable.
Marigold’s daily rituals include:
Morning stretches that could rival a seasoned yogi.
Gentle re-shaping of any and all pillows until they reach optimal flopability.
Accepting crumbs with the grace of a duchess and the stealth of a raccoon.
While others chase tennis balls and bark at doorbells, Marigold specialises in the subtle art of presence. Her favourite pastime? Simply being - with you, near you, for you. No fanfare, no fuss… just a soft warmth, like the feeling of a freshly folded blanket or the way your favourite song makes everything feel okay again.
There’s something floral in her spirit, something daylight in her gaze. To meet Marigold is to meet your own breath - finally let out.
Dream it, Paint it!
