Wrapped in white, she stepped barefoot into the forest - a place where time slows and the air hums with ancient secrets. The fabric clung like a mist to her skin, soft and silent, mirroring the gentle current beneath her feet. Each piece she wore was an offering: to the earth, to the wild, to the woman she is when no one is watching.
There, surrounded by ferns and filtered sunlight, she felt raw and radiant - not styled, but revealed. This collection is more than clothing. It's a return. To softness. To strength. To nature as muse and mirror.
Welcome to the story woven between the stitches.
