The Boss Lady

I started in the costume shops of the film industry. That’s where I learned how things are built around a living, moving body, and where I learned the discipline of the stitch. Film taught me a lot, but everything we made was meant to last for a take. I wanted to make things that last.

Life Under Glass

Forsaken Flora began with terrariums, and they are still the soul of it. Glass, moss, bone, and iron, arranged into small worlds that feel like they were pulled from an old naturalist’s cabinet or a forgotten garden. Some are tiny enough to wear. Some are built to sit on a shelf and quietly grow for years. Air plants hang throughout the booth because they ask for so little and give so much. I’ve always been drawn to the place where the botanical and the macabre meet, where something delicate lives alongside something that has already returned to the earth. That tension is in everything I make.

The Booth

Forsaken Flora isn’t a shop you walk past. It’s a place you step into. Antique displays, layered wood and bone and greenery, a little apothecary, a little curiosity cabinet. You’ll find terrariums and micro terrariums, air plant creations, bone jewelry, carved wooden acorns, ear cuffs, and ornamental pieces that feel like they belong to a character in a story. I want people to linger, pick things up, and find something they didn’t know they were looking for.

The Face Chains

The face chains came from frustration. Walking faires and festivals, I kept seeing the same problems: pieces that didn’t fit, didn’t move, and didn’t feel like anything. So I took what I knew about costume construction and applied it to metal.

Every face chain is built for the person wearing it. It starts with an in-person nose bridge fitting, then you choose your chains and your ear cuffs, and we put it together for your face. It’s part fitting, part ritual. Many of the components are original designs I sculpted and had cast, because what I needed didn’t exist yet.

The Standard

I don’t make pieces to be worn for one night. I make them to become part of a persona, the thing someone reaches for every time they step into the faire. Whether it’s a terrarium that outlives the season or a chain that moves the way it should, the goal is the same: close the gap between the dream and the hardware.

If the design doesn’t exist, you have to be the one to make it.

Find Forsaken Flora at Renaissance faires across California, Oregon, and Washington.