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🎥 Filmmaker. Storyteller. Spellbreaker. 🌀 Multimedia Producer & Curator 📖 Blood, Bone & Ghosts — a memoir in motion. 🎙 Host of Sex, Magick & Dessert 🎬 Founder of @Alchemystic_Arts x LAiCREATIVES & SAHA 🔗 bloodboneandghosts.substack.com
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“At 12, my body had betrayed me w/ its contradictions: breasts that drew eyes as if I drawn in the 1940’s, trapped in a frame that stopped growing in 6th grade. 5ft tall w/ a baby face, underneath heavy black eyeliner & dark red “fuck me” lipstick.”

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About A Girl
Ch 2. "Heaven Help Me For The Way I Am." A raw coming-of-age in 1990s Miami, where loyalty blurred, desire lingered, and innocence cracked beneath the chaos of adolescence.
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@voyagelamag did a follow up feature about my new project. @bloodboneandghosts on Substack. They asked some hard hitting questions. Check the 🔗

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It’s in their hands, their voice lingering on your name, the way they look at you like you’re still theirs.

For a night, you might believe it. You let yourself forget that the leaving is inevitable.

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Victor Wilde,performance artist turned fashion disruptor—founded The Bohemian Society to make fashion that provokes, moves & tells stories you can wear. From Tokyo to LA, his work is as unapologetic as the city he calls home.

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State of the Art with Victor Wilde
Victor Wilde—performance artist turned fashion disruptor—founded The Bohemian Society to make fashion that provokes, moves, and tells stories you can wear. From Tokyo to LA, his work is as unapologeti...
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✨ The new chapter of The Night We Locked Eyes is live now — “Last Chance, Last Dance.”

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Drop a 🖤 if you’ve been there.

Or tell me in one word what showing up means to you.
About realizing the moments that define a relationship aren’t the grand gestures,
but the small ones when no one’s looking.

And when you recognize that?

It changes everything.

Sometimes the last dance is the one you take alone.

And sometimes, that’s when you finally hear your own music.
It’s not about perfection.
It’s not even about love.
It’s about presence.

It’s about the quiet way someone either says I’m with you — or reminds you you’re standing alone.

This isn’t about bitterness.
It’s about clarity.
And that’s when you learn the truth.

Not from the words they speak,but from the chair they leave empty.

We all have that story.
The one where you put your heart, energy, and everything you’ve got into something that matters, and the person you wanted there most
found somewhere else to be.