Where velvet shadows cradle the soul

A collection spun from the hush of twilight hymns & the ache of memory. My black ribbon is for the souls who ties grief to beauty, the heart that aches with elegance. You'll find soft Gothic siilhouettes, midnight lace, crimson threads, & symbols of sacred rebellion. Each piece a relic of unspoken poems, lost chapels, & the ribbons we wear in remembrance & power. This is softness wrapped in sorrow - tender, dark, and deeply alive.