CHILI RED MARQUETRY

Offering a must-have accessory for those who dare to be adventurous and fearless. the Chili Red Marquetry bag. showcasing a centuries-old technique called marquetry. where pieces of wood are applied to a wood veneer to form mosaics and geometric shapes then painted over in fiery colors. This stunning purse once adorned the arm of the iconic Beyoncé. radiates undeniable star power. Its gold Chili clasp symbolizes the fierce fire in every woman. For extra convenience. an optional shoulder chain provides versatility in styling. ensuring it's the ideal companion for any occasion.

Step into a world of elegance with the Golden Oasis Gold Straw Classic Clutch. meticulously hand-beaded with radiant glass beads. At its center lies a palm tree-set upon a golden straw base- a symbol of resilience and prosperity. adding a touch of metaphorical charm to this enchanting accessory. This piece comes with a versatile chain. effortlessly transforming from clutch to shoulder bag. ensuring you're always ready for any occasion.

Craftsmanship: 12 hours of hand-beading  

Immerse yourself in the delicate elegance of this silver clutch. which combines beautiful threading with a beautiful Arabesque pattern. This bag is delicately hand-beaded with precision. It features a chain strap and flexible style. allowing you effortlessly wear it as a clutch or over your shoulder for a hands-free outing

Craftsmanship: 48 hours of hand-beading and hand-threading 

Our versatile. medium-sized classic bags can be held as a clutch or slung on as a shoulder bag using the chain provided.

Craftsmanship: 10 hours of hand-beading

Our versatile. medium-sized classic bags can be held as a clutch or slung on as a shoulder bag using the chain provided.

Craftsmanship: 24 hours of hand crocheting

Paired with daily casuals or nightly abayas. this incandescent clutch will give any outfit a glowing. The Grace shape is inspired by dazzling bags from the 1920’s and contains a small inside zippered pocket.

Craftsmanship: 8 hours of hand-beading