Nobody Needs a $40 Journal
But I have five.
On stationery, fountain pens, and over-engineered paper.
It’s only April and the woven spine of my Hobonichi Cousin planner is already starting to bend under the weight of photos, stickers, magazine cutouts, washi tape, ephemera, and literal garbage I’ve stuck to its Tomoe River paper pages. It functions as a memory keeper, and nothing is off limits when inspiration strikes. Truth be told, I’ve been training for this life since my days of near competitive agenda decorating at an all girls middle school.
But the Hobonichi is just the start. My current stationery collection is the result of a six month hyperfixation. The urgent need for the smoothest fountain pen nib on the market has thankfully faded, and I’m pleased to say that these beautiful objects have now integrated themselves seamlessly into my daily life. Curating my perfect stationery collection has scratched a very specific itch in my brain. Combining my foundational need for aesthetically beautiful objects with organizational order, low-stakes creativity, and blessed screen free time.
I rediscovered my passion for journaling where all good cults recruit: the FYP. My specific entry point was “the journal ecosystem,” a viral trend where analog lovers tour their notebook systems and explain how they organize their lives with pen and paper. À la “what’s in my bag” or, if you remember, the 2006-2018 “My Desk” column in Vanity Fair.
My further research only enforced the popularity that stationery has recently gained. Pinterest highlighted “pen pals” as one of their top 2026 trends, Substack is heavy on the “analog lifestyle” content, and there’s a whole genre of YouTube videos about the Japanese practice of techo kaigi, an annual fall notebook meeting to evaluate your planning systems and choose next year’s planner.
Approximately one rabbit hole later, I too was convinced that a cohesive system of physical notebooks would fix my life. Spoiler alert: it hasn’t fixed anything, but it’s helped.
The thing is, I don’t really know how to collect casually. You don’t spend years evaluating and curating objects for a living and then just stop. My general process is to research endlessly, test liberally, and edit ruthlessly. How to Live with Objects, a staple on my design shelf, would probably call this intentional. I’d call it a compulsion. Either way, by the time something earns a place on my desk, it’s been through quite the rigorous selection process.
So. Here’s what’s on my (suspiciously clean) desk.
If I had to put her in a box, I’d say my personal stationery aesthetic is design-forward and luxury-adjacent, with rich color combinations and a touch of eclectic maximalism (it turns out I love stickers).
The centerpiece is my “grail pairing,” a term I recently picked up on r/fountainpens: a Burgundy Kaweco Classic Sport with an extra-fine nib, filled with Diamine Writer’s Blood ink. It took seven fountain pens and eight inks to land here, which sounds crazy but was actually the fun part. The pen needs to be refilled with a converter every few months, and that is exactly why I love it. It feels good to care for an object instead of treating it as disposable.
Also, I don’t write on just any paper. Most of what America calls a “notebook” is literally sandpaper. Once you’ve felt the silky finish of Clairefontaine or Life Noble, there’s no going back. Only Japanese or French paper over 100gsm, please. Another favorite, MD paper, is engineered with a specific “tooth,” a slight resistance that gives you optimal pen control. There is nothing more satisfying than a crisp deAtramentis black archival ink line on a subtle dot grid page. Chef’s kiss.
And then there’s my most adorable journal, a Paper Republic Grand Voyageur Pocket. My EDC (everyday carry). It smells like a brand-new pair of luxury boots, patinas with use, and has a timelessness that has me convinced I’ll pass it down to an heir. It makes organizing the chaos feel important.
And of course the collection is never done. I’m currently on the hunt for a tortoiseshell Esterbrook Niblet and recently discovered the Japanese eBay vintage Filofax market. I’ll report back.