For the days you confuse having more with having enough, this borrows Ginza's restraint, where space itself reads as plenty.

Deep blue with a generous gold heart. It has the smell of beeswax and warm resin and the cool of a clean, open room.

More can look like the goal when the real lack is the room to feel full. It multiplies nothing — it holds the spacious kind of enough, where what you have has room to be plenty without being piled higher.