There’s something powerful about starting again.
The old weavings in my family were filled with pain, resilience, and unfinished threads—stories that began with my grandmother, shifted through my mother, and now reach me. Each woman before me tried to untangle what had been knotted. Each of them left behind pieces of themselves in the process.
I carry their strength.
But I also carry my own spool of thread.
That’s what these eyelash clusters represent.
Choice. Creation. Imperfection made beautiful.
When you weave a rug, you start with warp and weft—just lines. But what comes next? That’s up to the weaver. You can follow tradition. You can break from it. You can build something entirely your own.
These clusters aren’t here to define your look. They’re here to give you freedom—to build your own shape, decide your own length, and place each piece where it feels right. Some may be uneven. Some might sit just a little differently than expected.
But that’s the beauty of it.
It’s your story to tell.
There is no one right way to be beautiful.
No perfect pattern to follow.
There is only your rhythm, your style, your creation.
And so I offer these to you—not as a finished piece, but as a beginning.
Like my ancestors before me, I have woven my truth into this brand.
But now, it's your turn to create.
Your turn to say:
“This is how I see myself.
This is how I show the world my softness, my fire, my shape.”
You don’t need permission.
You only need to begin.
Start with one cluster. Then another.
Until your eyes carry a story all your own.
It doesn’t have to be perfect.
It only has to be yours.
