Washed up from a glitched dream,
You picked it up by the sink—
and reality hasn’t behaved the same since.

It glows like it is slipping through a bubble dimension and forgot to log out.
The shell curves and spirals,
It was like a dream that half-woke you up and then ran off laughing.
It might be a conch. It might be a message.
It definitely holds secrets.

This is not just a hair clip—
It’s a dream core device that holds the thoughts you never said,
the echoes of late-night hopes,
the version of you that only shows up under moonlight.

Element: Water — for emotions, intuition, good fortune, and astral travel. Probably.

How to wear it:
Match it with anything—Streetwear? Sure. Sleepwear? Definitely.
It belongs with weird rings, oversized shirts, bare feet, and existential playlists.
You’re not dressing up, you’re glitching timelines.

You didn’t choose this clip.
It arrived like a reply to something you only whispered in your sleep.