In 2020, the world split open. George Floyd. Protests. Pandemic. Quiet that felt loud. For the first time since I was 18, I wasn’t working. I didn’t know what to do with the stillness — so I made something to hold myself. Something to hold us.
Blkgrlspc was born out of grief, identity, softness and survival.
A little offering in a heavy moment. Knick knacks. Affirmations. A reminder to breathe. A reminder to take up room.
5 years later, I’m different. The world is different. It’s time to close this chapter with gratitude instead of dragging it forward out of obligation. What’s left in the shop is the end of the collection. No relaunch. No rebrand. When it sells out, that’s it.
Thank you for being part of this moment.
For every order, every repost, every Black girl who felt seen — thank you.
For the bl(ac)k girl who deserves to take up sp(a)c(e).
🖤 Cici
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