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Neké Akua — life, well lived. Styled with intention. My way. Always.

Close portrait of Neké Akua in a red and gold embroidered outfit and a jeweled gold headpiece, looking back over her shoulder against a soft gray stone backdrop.
Neké Akua in a flowing red gown on the Tegallalang rice terraces in Bali, looking back over her shoulder as the train of the dress spills down the hillside behind her.
Neké Akua laughing in a gold satin gown against a wall of blush and burgundy flowers, the train of the dress caught mid-motion across the frame.

Come see how I’mliving.

Where to go, what to wear, how to make a room feel like yours, and how to rest. Start anywhere.

Neké Akua in a mustard blazer holding a monogrammed mug, looking off-camera in a warm, art-lined room.
who’s writing

Hi, I’m Neké Akua

For years I kept a folder on my phone called someday. Hotel rooms with the light coming in a particular way. A chair I couldn’t stop thinking about. A street in Lisbon I walked down twice because the first time felt like I’d rushed it.

This is that folder, opened up. Where I’ve been and what it actually cost. The things I bought once and still use. The rooms I’ve rearranged four times over. The mornings I got right, and the ones I didn’t.

Before any of this was content, it was just my life. I’ve lived in a lot of places, traveled even farther, and eventually put down roots in Texas. I wasn’t building a brand. I was just living somewhere different every few years. Along the way, I learned to pay attention to the details — the places worth going back to, the things worth bringing home, and the little ways we make life feel like our own.

That’s what you’ll find here. The places I’ve been, the things I genuinely love, the spaces I’m making my own, and everything I’m learning about slowing down enough to enjoy it.

I’m not here to sell you a whole life. Just the good parts of mine, in case any of them are useful to you.

More About Me
Neké Akua seated at a high-rise window, looking out over the Dubai skyline.
“I’ve missed flights, overpacked, and cried in an Airbnb bathroom more than once. None of that made the cut here. Just what worked.”

Neké Akua · on keeping the good parts

The spots I’d go back to without thinking twice. They’re right below.

the passport

Places That Are Still With Me

the mileage

Every Trip Starts in Dallas.

Dallas is home base. Everywhere else is fair game. Here’s every stamp so far, and the next one, midair.

next flight · dallas → tokyo

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Neké Akua in a pink slip dress against the split yellow-and-magenta walls of Bo-Kaap, Cape Town.

Bo-Kaap · November 2023

The One I’d Go Back to Tomorrow

I booked the trip for the photographs, which is a shallow reason to go anywhere. I stayed for the woman who sold me koesisters on the corner of Wale Street and told me which houses had been repainted that spring.

See Cape Town
in order

What I'm Loving

Things earning their place right now. Nothing is here because it paid to be.

  • Neké Akua in a mustard blazer with a charm pin, seated in a rattan chair with a green velvet couch behind her.

    The mustard blazer

    Goes with everything, apologizes for nothing.

    Link coming
  • Gold drop earrings and a layered necklace against a gold one-shoulder gown, geometric backdrop.

    The statement earrings

    The ones I reach for when the outfit needs one more thing.

    Link coming
  • Neké Akua in a red-and-gold gown holding a paper parasol.

    The dress for the occasion

    Not every closet needs one this dramatic. Mine does.

    Link coming
  • Neké Akua in a tan fedora against a green tropical-leaf wallpaper.

    The everyday hat

    Packed for every trip, worn on days I didn't wash my hair.

    Link coming
  • Neké Akua in an orange one-piece swimsuit against a curved wooden cabana wall.

    The one piece that does it all

    Survived three trips and a kimono I still own.

    Link coming
  • Neké Akua in a red gown, fabric sweeping in the wind, on a flower-hung swing above Balinese rice terraces.

    The dress that flies

    Not practical. Not sorry.

    Link coming

Lately, on the Grid

Life, styled my way.

@iam.nekeakua
  • Neké Akua in an elaborate red-and-gold traditional dress with a jeweled headpiece.
  • Neké Akua laughing in a red blazer and sunglasses on a city sidewalk.
  • A rose-gold pen resting on a Manifestation Journal against a mustard chevron pillow.
  • Neké Akua in a floral kimono and sun hat against a teal-and-coral wall.
  • A wooden desk with a laptop, a monogrammed mug, a candle and a feather wall hanging.
  • Neké Akua journaling inside a wicker egg chair against a coral wall trimmed with greenery.
  • Neké Akua laughing in a black graphic tee against a beige geometric-print wall.
  • Neké Akua in a rose-brown metallic gele head wrap with crystal drop earrings and deep berry lipstick.
  • Gold drop earrings and a layered necklace against a gold one-shoulder gown.
  • Neké Akua in a white satin blazer and red lip, a jeweled geometric earring framing her face.
  • An apricot-colored curly-haired puppy stretched out on dark hardwood floors.
  • Neké Akua laughing poolside in a rust-orange cut-out swimsuit and floral kimono.
the archive

Everywhere I've Been, All at Once

All 76 photographs are mine. Drag to turn it, click any frame to open it.

Let’s Be Friends

Once a month I send the things that didn’t make it to the grid. The hotel I’d actually rebook, what I’m cooking on repeat, the one thing I bought and don’t regret.

No spam. Just what I’m loving each month.