Fevered Mirage Knit
Short-sleeve knit sweater with woven excerpt from the Daughter of the Wasteland poem
Details
- 100% Cotton
Fit
True to size for a more fitted silhouette. Size up for a relaxed, off-the-shoulder fit.
| Chest | Length | |
| S | 14" | 20" |
| M | 16" | 22" |
| L | 18" | 24" |
I am here to bear witness— I walk in the shadows of stars, etched in sidewalks, waiting behind sun-bleached curtains
I feel the holy ache of the muses, the misfits, who gave their youth like a sacrament, in a fevered mirage above Sunset Boulevard
Studio Girls, depraved, sweating champagne, who melt like burning palms beneath the Hollywoodland sun, who are broken and built back in her image of decadence
I am love lost
I echo in the canyons
I’ve left a hundred times but never really gone
I am a daughter of the wasteland





