🌍✂️ The Weaver of Worlds ✂️🌍

They told me that fashion would always be a vanity. That sustainable was merely a fad. That adventure was only for the reckless. I made all three into gold. 💫

My name is Liana Ivankov and I don’t just create garments—I resurrect them. While others fast fashion their way through life, I am haggling in Moroccan flea markets, unravelling silk saris from Bali or bartering with Mongolian nomads for yak wool dyed with wild berries. Every stitch tells a story. Every garment breathes. And sweetheart, if you listen close?, they will tell you snippets of the world. 🧵✨
I was born in a tiny town where my grandmother taught me how to darn a sock with the patience of a firefly, and now I trek across the planet to turn trash back into treasure. That "ugly" curtain in a Hanoi hostel? It has now been turned into a corset laced with moonbeams. The discarded fishing nets choking the Aegean? Turned into a dress that flows like the tide. This is my magic-I see what things could be.

But, fabric is not my only muse! I travel the monsoons for the ultimate indigo storm, danced with Sufi dervishes to see how cloth could fly, and once slept in a bamboo forest in Kyoto to understand green. (Yes, I hugged the trees. And no, I am not sorry.) 🌿💃
My designs are not worn—they are lived in. They have surfed around the black sand beaches of Iceland, hung in a tent during a sandstorm in the Saharan desert, and have been kissed by a stranger in a tango hall in Buenos Aires. (His lips left no mark, but the memory? Absolutely immortal.) 💋
Come, escape with me. Not just for the clothes but for the wild, wandering soul who manifested it. Let's get lost together in the loom of the world. Adventure looks much better on you than you can imagine. 🧶🔥