Yamileth Chain Belt La Mujer That thought became Alandria

That thought became Alandria

I was reading a story set on the French Riviera

I thought about her the night I stayed up too late watching a sky so clear it felt like a threat

That's the energy I wanted for this piece

where the leather discs catch the sun and the chain glows warm against skin

Yamileth Chain Belt La Mujer That thought became AlandriaTHE STORY I have always believed that the waist is the most honest part of the body. It is where you stand from. Where you breathe from. Where everything in your posture either commits or gives up. I kept thinking about what it would mean to dress it in silver, not with a belt, not with fabric, but with actual chains, layer after layer of them, moving together like liquid metal every time the body moves. Not armor. Not decoration. Something in