The maison journal
Above the City, She was Born
I stood above the city carrying more uncertainty than certainty, not yet realizing that everything required of me was already alive within, waiting for my willingness to say yes.
The Beginning, Above the Noise New York Was Witness
I smiled through the discomfort, not because I was unafraid, but because I recognized that fear could no longer define what came next.
They Were Wrong
They did not see a chemist. They did not see a perfumer. They did not see a founder. They mistook my silence for limitation. They were wrong. What is called cannot be denied, and I answered.