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Shop Socks (SOLD OUT)
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Socks (SOLD OUT)

$1,000.00

bad news: due to a high volume of sales, these socks are sold out :(

good news: they are available for pre-order, or you can message us your email address, and we’ll send you an email when they are back in stock! :)

Thanks for your support!

<3, Brittney

These socks, now separated from their pair, lie forgotten in the corner of a dimly lit drawer, their once-vibrant threads dulled by solitude. One sock, lonesome and forsaken, curls in on itself, its fabric stretched out of shape from the absence of its twin. It has waited, patiently, for the return of the other, but days turn to weeks, weeks to months, and the lonely sock remains, silently bearing the weight of its abandonment. It smells faintly of dust and disuse, its fibers softened by the quiet ache of being incomplete. No longer a matching set, it is a solitary relic of a time when it was part of something whole, a pair meant to walk together, side by side. Now, it endures the quiet emptiness of its own existence, longing for the connection it once knew, but resigned to the silence that fills the space where once there was warmth and unity.

Frequency:
$1,000.00
$850.00
Every month
Quantity:
Pre order

bad news: due to a high volume of sales, these socks are sold out :(

good news: they are available for pre-order, or you can message us your email address, and we’ll send you an email when they are back in stock! :)

Thanks for your support!

<3, Brittney

These socks, now separated from their pair, lie forgotten in the corner of a dimly lit drawer, their once-vibrant threads dulled by solitude. One sock, lonesome and forsaken, curls in on itself, its fabric stretched out of shape from the absence of its twin. It has waited, patiently, for the return of the other, but days turn to weeks, weeks to months, and the lonely sock remains, silently bearing the weight of its abandonment. It smells faintly of dust and disuse, its fibers softened by the quiet ache of being incomplete. No longer a matching set, it is a solitary relic of a time when it was part of something whole, a pair meant to walk together, side by side. Now, it endures the quiet emptiness of its own existence, longing for the connection it once knew, but resigned to the silence that fills the space where once there was warmth and unity.

bad news: due to a high volume of sales, these socks are sold out :(

good news: they are available for pre-order, or you can message us your email address, and we’ll send you an email when they are back in stock! :)

Thanks for your support!

<3, Brittney

These socks, now separated from their pair, lie forgotten in the corner of a dimly lit drawer, their once-vibrant threads dulled by solitude. One sock, lonesome and forsaken, curls in on itself, its fabric stretched out of shape from the absence of its twin. It has waited, patiently, for the return of the other, but days turn to weeks, weeks to months, and the lonely sock remains, silently bearing the weight of its abandonment. It smells faintly of dust and disuse, its fibers softened by the quiet ache of being incomplete. No longer a matching set, it is a solitary relic of a time when it was part of something whole, a pair meant to walk together, side by side. Now, it endures the quiet emptiness of its own existence, longing for the connection it once knew, but resigned to the silence that fills the space where once there was warmth and unity.


good business plan by @brittneyraeallday

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