I see femininity in small dimples of the strawberry that stares back at me from my plate.
I gaze at its simple beauty.
I watched as she stretched her arm around to position her jewelry, just right.
It reminded me of one of Manet’s portraits.
Femininity dances across long lashes and curling rose petals.
The forms mimic the other’s curves and speak the same language.
This collection is a celebration of the delicate details that speak to the divine feminine.
Creative, soft, and sensual.
It’s not often we honor the authentically feminine
Or pause to indulge in her ethereal glory.
