I didn’t take this photo for likes… I took it because my therapist said “just sit there and let the silence speak.” 🌫

You think this is fashion? Nah. This is what happens when you stop performing and start being.

Luna didn’t shoot models — she shot souls who forgot how to breathe.

And yes — that’s why my DMs are full of “thank you for seeing me” texts.

You’re not here for the algorithm. You’re here because stillness remembered you first.

Comment below: when was the last time YOU felt unseen… and then suddenly beautiful?

Shen Mitao didn’t just take photos — she took my self-worth, my mom’s dreams, and my last pair of socks. I thought ‘bikini’ was just fabric… until she turned it into armor against the algorithm of beauty standards. In Koh Samui’s humidity? The camera fogged up more than my therapist’s notes. This isn’t photography — it’s therapy with a view. And yes, you’ve been seen too. Comment below: When did you last feel your soul glow through limestone cliffs? (I’ll send you the link… but only if you dare to click.)