T&L limited

T&L limited "Thelma & Leah" is a one-of-a-kind, once-in-a-lifetime loungewear line that takes original pieces of

AMORGOS II
12/08/2025

AMORGOS II

AMOR-Gossss l, AMOR-Girls, AMOR-Guys 🫶🏻 🇬🇷
09/08/2025

AMOR-Gossss l, AMOR-Girls, AMOR-Guys 🫶🏻 🇬🇷

Hello κούκλα μου 🇬🇷 #ελλάδα
28/07/2025

Hello κούκλα μου
🇬🇷
#ελλάδα

D DAY 🇬🇷 I thrive by a beach Καλημέρα κούκλα μου
28/07/2025

D DAY 🇬🇷
I thrive by a beach
Καλημέρα κούκλα μου

BAGNO LA CONCHIGLIA - CASTIGLIONCELLO 🇮🇹 New favourite place unlocked.
27/07/2025

BAGNO LA CONCHIGLIA - CASTIGLIONCELLO 🇮🇹
New favourite place unlocked.

The sea, whom I love.The sea that heals. The sea that holds. I’ve always found comfort there.Salt means life.It’s in our...
24/07/2025

The sea, whom I love.
The sea that heals. The sea that holds.
I’ve always found comfort there.
Salt means life.
It’s in our sweat when we work, in our tears when we break, in the oceans that connect us all.
It’s sacred. It’s human.
But now, when I think of salt, I think of Gaza.
And of the sea, just metres away, forbidden.
They can’t swim.
They can’t fish.
They can’t float.
The sea is there, vast and blue and ancient, but they are caged beside it, thirsting for the very thing that could soothe them.
I think of sweat.
The sweat of fathers lifting concrete with bare hands, hoping their children are still breathing underneath.
The sweat of rescue workers, neighbours, mothers, boys who should be in school, all of them digging.
All of them pouring themselves into rubble that keeps falling.
I think of tears.
Tears that no longer fall in silence.
Tears that scream, that rage, that stain.
The tears of mothers whose babies will never come home.
The tears of children who’ve forgotten what it feels like to sleep without fear.
In Gaza, salt doesn’t heal.
It stings.
It burns.
It crusts into wounds that never get the chance to close.
And yet, they go on. The people of Gaza.
With bodies made of salt, and hearts that still dare to hope.
They rebuild what is destroyed.
They plant where things have been burned.
They carry their dead, and then carry the living.
And we?
We must carry them too.
In our words, our voices, our silence broken.
Because salt remembers.
And so should we.
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Happy birthday my baby girl
23/07/2025

Happy birthday my baby girl

Vulnerable  🎀
29/04/2025

Vulnerable 🎀

The red thread 🍅Bestie, what does it say about me if I love the colour red? “Beneath the boldness, people who love red o...
28/04/2025

The red thread 🍅
Bestie, what does it say about me if I love the colour red? “Beneath the boldness, people who love red often have a rich emotional life—they love fiercely, feel strongly, and sometimes wrestle with deep emotions. Red is the color of passion and pleasure. It can hint that you seek beauty, connection, and rich sensory experiences”
Say no more.

Thelma,You were the beginning.When you arrived, everything shifted, motherhood, identity, chaos, and out of that, I made...
26/04/2025

Thelma,
You were the beginning.
When you arrived, everything shifted, motherhood, identity, chaos, and out of that, I made something.
It wasn’t perfect, but it was mine.
T&L was my way of finding meaning in the change, of staying creative, staying relevant, staying me.
Then came your brother. And with him, more love, more undoing, more change.
The rhythm shifted. I changed.
Logistics took over. Creativity got quieter. And eventually, T&L no longer felt like it reflected who I was becoming.
I’ve taken some time off. I’ve moved cities. I navigated through a lot.
And now, I’m not trying to become someone new.
I’m reconnecting to what’s already there.
This account is still me, just rethinking, reshaping.
It’s a tease. And a witness to what’s coming.
If you’ve been here since the beginning, thank you.
And if you’re new, welcome.
This is still a becoming.

x Leah
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2 - Thelma & Frank by

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