There is a certain quiet ritual to Sunday mornings that I protect with the fierceness of a mother bear. The world is still, the light is soft, and the only sound is the gentle hiss of the espresso machine coaxing life into my cup. It was during one such sacred pause that I first encountered mulebuy instagram. I was scrolling, mindlessly, through a curated feed of minimal interiors when a post stopped me cold. It wasn’t a product shot—it was a story. A woman, her hands wrapped around a matte ceramic mug, her gaze lost in the steam. The caption read: ‘The things we choose to hold shape the space…