Clothes & Place

In Guatemala, what I wore shifted naturally.


I gravitated toward pieces that moved easily, worked with the heat, and picked up the colors around me, water, earth, sky, flowers. Nothing felt forced, everything felt considered without feeling styled.


Clothing wasn’t about polish or perfection. It was about comfort, softness, and presence. Allowing the body to move freely. Allowing color to take space.


These outfits were shaped by the place itself, by light, warmth, and slower days.