About

The Full Story

Stylist. Scribbler. Sartorial Soul.​

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Paris was the first runway — childhood spent in the city of couture, where even café chairs seem to pose with intention. Since then, life has unfolded across borders, each place adding a new stitch to the tapestry: a sharper eye, a deeper palette, a broader lens.

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This is a girl who grew up knowing that fashion isn’t just about appearances — it’s about presence. Style is a language, and she speaks it fluently. Her wardrobe may whisper Jacquemus and wink Vivienne Westwood, but her mind is always asking deeper questions: What does this silhouette say about power? Why does a hemline shift with politics? Can a handbag be a manifesto?

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There’s a devotion to art — sculpture, cinema, lightwork, photography — that fuels every creative instinct. Styling friends and family is second nature; documenting it all with a writer’s pen and a photographer’s eye is the ongoing obsession. Somewhere between amateur fashion journalist and accidental therapist, the words keep flowing — essays, musings, and relationship columns that started back when middle school drama felt Pulitzer-worthy.

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This space is an atelier of ideas — where fashion meets feeling, and art is always invited to the conversation. No molds, no apologies. Just a girl curating her own narrative, one look, one line, one lens at a time.

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Style is how the truth gets told without saying a word.  Compliments and commissions welcome. Sarcasm optional, but encouraged.