A celestial spirit cloaked in calm. Nova is that rare woman who carries galaxies in her silence. With soft blues around her and constellations in her curls, Gabrielle paints her as if she exists between earth and sky.
She is both new and eternal. There is something universal in her — the kind of woman you’ve never met but somehow recognise. In Nova, summer is more cosmic than seasonal: a time of alignment, rebirth, and stargazing into one’s own soul.
