Smoke. Soot. Gold. A single red interruption crossing the body like a scar you stop trying to hide.

Xenia was created from the tension between ruin and reverence, inspired by candle-blackened icons, whispered prayers, and the kind of faith that survives long after performance burns away.

She does not ask to be pristine.
She asks to be carried anyway.

Hand-painted on a genuine leather Vince Camuto bag with layered acrylic, mark-making, and intentional distressing. One of one.