Joining a boat, sailing and seeking inspiration, this was a confusing yet necessary chapter of her life.

Driven by the belief her words will one day amount to great epic and obstructed by the incessant adversaries, confusion and foolish fearlessness, she moved onto a boat - a part of the crew.

In her mind, it was the twinkling night sky, green and blue mixing in the oceanic hue, yet in reality it was mundane, like drifting through the waves slowly, the confusion that troubled her never left.

realistically if you're here you need no introduction on who she is

this is the story for recoleta's newest garment which i must admit i do so much enjoy; and ive been sharing a similar sentiment with her in the sense that im quite confused as to what the future holds - or should hold

hope everyone who reads this have an amazing day/night