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19/01/2026

I found this photo from my very first solo trip to Paris.
Two young boys sitting side by side in the showroom,
laughing, watching something on a computer, sharing silly jokes —
completely absorbed in the moment.

That was me and Robert Wun.

The.showroom Paris, curated by Tihana Ljubojevic,
was more than just a place.
In many ways, she became our fashion godmother —
someone who believed in us, supported our creativity
and gave us space to present our work when we were only beginning.
I remain deeply grateful for that chapter, to this day.

Even back then, Robert and I had very different visions of clothing.
But being together always felt easy.
Each of us was walking their own path, carrying their own story —
without competition, without comparison.

Robert — a boy who arrived in London and managed to preserve
the soul and aesthetics of his origins.
Today he is a true star, and he fully deserves everything he has.
I’ve seen how deeply he lives his creativity.

And me — a designer from Ukraine
who wanted to see the world and try to show my work abroad.
At that time, business and sales in Ukraine were extremely difficult,
and many people simply didn’t understand what I was creating.

That’s why, again and again, I spent my very last money
just to come to Paris.

I used to joke that I was on a French diet —
living on cheese, baguettes
and supermarket couscous.
Back then, it felt incredibly bohemian.
And honestly — it was.

This year, I’m returning to Paris once again.
But with completely different awareness.

There is no universal formula for success.
Only personal stories, personal lessons, and personal tasks
that lead each of us toward awakening.
That’s how this game called life is designed.

Fashion is not the destination.
It’s just a language we use to speak.

Paris is calling.
Something intimate is coming.
More soon.

🤍

18/01/2026

Everyone is posting about 2016 lately —
so I scrolled through my archive too.

2016 was a huge creative breakthrough for me.
For the first time, vogue.com wrote about my work.

For a designer from Ukraine,
from a family of a pediatric dentist,
who grew up in South Borshchahivka —
this felt like an unreal dream.

At the same time, that was the moment
when I started to armor myself.
To consciously build an image —
not entirely me,
but one that helped me survive
and not lose my inner light
in a world of very strict show business rules.

Some nights I felt like a superstar.
And later I would return
to a small apartment,
sleeping on a simple couch.

A kind of double life.

I’m deeply grateful for that chapter.
Because once I heard something important:

Don’t compare yourself to others.
Compare yourself only to who you were before.

(I was still comparing myself to everyone back then — of course.)

And maybe the most freeing realization came later:
life is not about winning or losing.
It’s more like a virtual reality.

There is only the path.
And the beauty of walking it.

Without a fixed meaning.
(Sorry if this breaks someone’s castles in the air.)

15/01/2026

Lately, I see many people posting about Iran.

And today, while scrolling through my archive, I found this photo from one of my .world shows — taken by my dear friend Adam ✨

It reminded me why I do what I do.

I have always believed in supporting women.
In uniting, not dividing.
In reminding that we are not our skin color,
not our bodies,
not the labels placed on us.

We are the purity of the soul first.

That day, I released a model in a bright hijab —
with a cut on the leg.

Not as a provocation.
Not as sexualization.

But as a symbol.

Freedom of expression is not about how much skin is shown.
It is about honesty.
About allowing vulnerability.
About choosing how you show up in the world — on your own terms.

Strength can be soft.
Faith can be bold.
And femininity has many forms.

This look was never about fashion only.
It was about dignity, courage, and inner light.

13/01/2026

Flower Power 💪 🌺

Photography by gorgeous

12/01/2026

Developed a film I shot last autumn — during a very intense and defining chapter of my life.
Sharing a few frames now.

Even in winter, at –10, when the earth and nature seem to rest with us, these images remind me:
the sun never disappears.
Life keeps shining from within.

How do these photos feel to you?

Lately I’m noticing how much I enjoy seeing, framing, catching moments.
If you feel a resonance and would like to create something together — just write.
We’ll feel it out.

06/01/2026

Nature has a pulse ‼️

Every time I slow down, I begin to see it —
the living essence not only in trees and water,
but even in stones.
Each form carries its own rhythm, its own character,
a quiet individuality that can never be repeated.

We are not separate from this world.
We are made of the same elements,
the same breath,
the same silent intelligence that moves through everything around us.

Yesterday I finished rewatching The Fifth Element —
my favorite film.
It speaks not only about the unity of all elements,
but about the human being as a vessel:
a being capable of carrying love,
and through that love,
shining simply by existing.

When love flows freely,
the human presence itself becomes light.

✨🌍

04/01/2026

Transition between 2025-2026 years in pictures…

29/12/2025

This year didn’t teach me how to grow.
It taught me how to let go.

Of roles.
Of expectations.
Of the idea that I must know who I am and where I’m going.

At some point, life takes away the usual supports — work, relationships, certainty —
not to punish us, but to show us something simpler and more honest.

That it’s okay to not have answers.
That love doesn’t disappear when forms change.
That presence is still here, even when everything feels unfinished.

Maybe this year wasn’t about becoming someone new.
Maybe it was about remembering that we are already enough —
even in uncertainty.

If you’re ending the year feeling unsorted, tired, or “in between” —
you’re not late.
You’re right on time.

27/12/2025

Sant’Ampelio — the saint of silence, borders, and inner clarity.

He lived where land meets the sea,
on the edge of the continent and the edge of the self.
An eastern hermit who chose a cave, the wind, and the sound of waves
over noise, power, and recognition.

Sant’Ampelio reminds us that
true strength grows in stillness,
that rebirth happens in solitude,
and that some journeys begin only when we stop running.

The palm he planted became a symbol of life, resilience, and eternity —
a bridge between East and West, spirit and matter.

Sometimes we are not lost.
Sometimes we are simply standing at the threshold
of a new version of ourselves.

🌊🌴

24/12/2025

З Різдвом ✨

Нехай це Різдво м’яко поверне до головного —
до тиші всередині,
до любові без вимог,
до світла, яке не потрібно доводити.

Нехай у житті буде більше довіри, ніж страху,
більше присутності, ніж поспіху,
більше правди, ніж ролей.

Нехай шлях розкривається крок за кроком,
а серце пам’ятає: розділення — ілюзія,
любов — завжди поруч.

Миру, тепла й живої радості 🤍

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