The Stillness Between Hooves Set Dress He is drifting through days

He is drifting through days he never chose

Slightly delayed

skirt- digitally printed satin with lace

Materials- top- hand dyed and hand crocheted

She swore she’d see the world — then got stuck at the edge of her mattress

The Stillness Between Hooves Set Dress He is drifting through daysHe never grew uphe simply mastered the art of pausing at the right moment. The red crochet shirt clings with the quiet insistence of ideologythreaded like an old manifesto, softened by time, its pearl buttons fastened like withheld confessions. He wears it in bed not for comfort, but as a reminder: that even sleep is political when rest is a privilege. The skirt is satin, but bears the brushstroke memory of saddleryfaint lines tracing reins and brass