Frills that thrill

If you walk into Havilah, at the southernmost part of Wellington’s Cuba Street, you’d be forgiven for thinking you’ve stepped into another city. “We’re that one store down Cuba Street that’s head-to-toe colour. People just stand by the door… I think they’re working up the nerve to come in!” laughs its founder, Havilah Arendse.

Once you’ve mustered up the courage to depart from Wellington’s sea of monochrome and enter Havilah’s lilac-walled, mint-floored haven of goodness, you’ll need to take a seat. Why? Because you’ll be asking for the