RUGLET BAZAR // A day among carpets, dance & disco balls

It was a perfect summer day. Kastanienallee, 12 noon – and even before entering, there was this air of something special.

Not just a sale. Not just an event.

The Ruglet Bazar was a feeling.

A feeling of revival. Of reunion and rediscovery. Of Berlin, as I love it: open, diverse, lively, a little crazy – and full of heart.

We invited – and you came. Familiar faces from the Wild Heart Free Soul family, long-time supporters, old friends. But also many new visitors, especially a young audience. Open, curious, interested. People who moved among kilims and caftans as if through a different time – or perhaps a better present.

What was there to see?

A bazaar like a woven dream.

And then, of course, there was:

🪩 Daniel Wang.

Disco legend. Friend. Soulmate.

Almost 20 years ago, I danced to his sets – freshly arrived in Berlin, barefoot in clubs, heart open to everything. The fact that now, all these years later, he's playing in my own showroom – among kilims, children, copper – felt like a journey back in time to the present.

Or like the closing of a circle.

His set? A groove prayer. Jazz, funk, disco. Vinyl treasures, imbued with warmth and elegance. Music that doesn't just entertain, but connects.

Three times, silence filled the room. Three times, a circle formed.

And then someone stepped into the middle.

Ampelos Collective – three dancers, three improvisations.

They moved between the rugs, letting their bodies flow through the patterns.

Accompanied by: the gentle sounds of the guzheng, played by Jiahui, whose music vibrated through the walls like a poem.

You could have heard a pin drop.

Some held their breath.

Others simply smiled – with that kind of goosebumps that doesn't need explaining.

What particularly touched me?

Not just the encounters, the sales, the music.

But the journey to get there.

Nora, who put so much heart and soul into co-planning our event.
And her friends – Francesca, Francesco, and Giampo – who put up posters in the street, edited reels, contributed ideas, helped with logistics, and celebrated along.

This kind of support is not to be taken for granted.
It is the backbone of every vision.
Thank you – from the bottom of my heart.

And my team.
Elisa and Teresa, who spent hours with me arranging, hanging, layering – with an eye for detail and immense dedication.
We didn't just redesign the showroom – we gave it a new feeling.

And of course: my loyal customers and friends.
Some of you have been coming for over eleven years – since the first wild bazar days of Wild Heart Free Soul.
You bring not only style and taste, but above all your presence, your conversations, your openness.
Without you, it wouldn't be a real party.
Without you, it would just be a room with rugs.

A huge thank you also to Valla Vino,
who, with their exquisite selection of natural wines, not only filled glasses but also opened hearts.
Your bar was the quiet pulse in the background – a place to toast, linger, and continue conversations.
Just like good wine should be: connecting, lively, real.

Thank you for bringing this place to life.

Many rugs found new homes at the Ruglet Bazar.

But even more: many people were touched.

By fabrics, by voices, by movements.

By that peculiar mix of flea market and performance, of used and meaningful.

The Ruglet Bazar wasn't perfect. It was alive.

It wasn't meticulously planned. It was felt.

And perhaps that was its magic.

For me, it was like a revival of the first Wild Heart Free Soul bazaars.

A return to the roots.

A feeling forward.

A day that shows:

Ruglet is more than an outlet.

It is a space.

For encounters, for culture, for movement.

For everything that lives between the threads.

Thank you for being there.

We will continue.

With you.

Heartfelt,

Beyza Nur