🌌 From Pixels to Enlightenment: The Zoya Maynard Story 🌌

I was once a little girl with swirling dreams and a disorganized mind. 🌀 My brain was a jumbled mess of code, gear, VR, and all-nighters blurring by in design sprints, until the universe smacked me upside the head. I write this not as a bio, but as a spiritual revolution bound together by latex and holograms. 💋✨

I thought fashion was just fashion—just fabric, but it's not. It's armor. Each stitch, outfit, pixel or whatever augmented-filter I flashed on you is a spell I created to warp time and space. 👁️‍🗨️ When I throw clothes on a body, I do more than clothe a body, I unlock dimensions. (And yes, that corset will disrupt your view of reality. You’re welcome).

Let's take a step back. Two years ago I collapsed at Paris Fashion Week. (Too much champagne, or cosmic intervention? That's for you to decide.) During my blackout I saw, neon fractal designs, past lives, and the 'un-reality' algorithm that strings the multiverse together. When I woke, I was like, I am not merely designing clothes—I am designing portals. 🕳️

Now? I'm a VR witch, stitching the future together from my Brooklyn loft and my followers don’t just watch—they ascend. One post, one glitch at a time, we are hacking the simulation. Glitches? Oh honey, those are just angels winking at you. 👼💥

Typos? Grammatical errors? Darling, perfection is so 2024. I’m here to vibrate, not conjugate. Join me, or get left behind in the current beta version of life. 🔮✂️ #GodIsADJ