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The Witch Who Went to the Sea
Featuring the Roja “Bewitched Bikini Fatpack” now at the July Progeny Mall Round
They said a witch didn’t belong at the shore.
Too wild. Too pale. Too wrapped in shadows and ink.
But I came anyway.
The morning sun rose slow and heavy, draping itself over the salt-stained sky. I laid out my woven mat...a little scrap of sea-worn cloth patterned with fish, frayed at the corners. The scent of brine and spellwork clung to my skin, and the sea, always listening, whispered secrets in return.
I wasn’t there to hex or haunt. I was there to breathe.
Wrapped in black, stitched in charm and confidence, the Bewitched Bikini by Roja made me feel less like an outcast and more like an omen. Soft straps curled around my hips, where old power slept beneath tattooed skin. The matching skirt wrap danced like seafoam, teasing the edge of decency, never quite touching the line.
It was more than swimwear. It was armor for a sun-drenched world that still believed witches should hide in the woods.
And so I didn’t. I stretched, sprawled, and soaked in the fire of the sun like it belonged to me.
A gull screamed. The waves hissed. My fingers traced ancient runes into the sand beside me, not to summon, not to curse… but to remember. Who I was. What I’ve survived.
The Roja Bewitched Bikini Fatpack, now featured at the July Progeny Mall Round, isn't just a wardrobe piece...it’s a rite of reclamation. With multiple color options and a flirtatious wrap skirt, it’s perfect for any being who dares to wear their power where it can be seen.
So come, sea-witch or sun-wanderer. Cast off your cloak. Let the world see you shimmer.
The Witch Who Went to the Sea
Featuring the Roja “Bewitched Bikini Fatpack” now at the July Progeny Mall Round
They said a witch didn’t belong at the shore.
Too wild. Too pale. Too wrapped in shadows and ink.
But I came anyway.
The morning sun rose slow and heavy, draping itself over the salt-stained sky. I laid out my woven mat...a little scrap of sea-worn cloth patterned with fish, frayed at the corners. The scent of brine and spellwork clung to my skin, and the sea, always listening, whispered secrets in return.
I wasn’t there to hex or haunt. I was there to breathe.
Wrapped in black, stitched in charm and confidence, the Bewitched Bikini by Roja made me feel less like an outcast and more like an omen. Soft straps curled around my hips, where old power slept beneath tattooed skin. The matching skirt wrap danced like seafoam, teasing the edge of decency, never quite touching the line.
It was more than swimwear. It was armor for a sun-drenched world that still believed witches should hide in the woods.
And so I didn’t. I stretched, sprawled, and soaked in the fire of the sun like it belonged to me.
A gull screamed. The waves hissed. My fingers traced ancient runes into the sand beside me, not to summon, not to curse… but to remember. Who I was. What I’ve survived.
The Roja Bewitched Bikini Fatpack, now featured at the July Progeny Mall Round, isn't just a wardrobe piece...it’s a rite of reclamation. With multiple color options and a flirtatious wrap skirt, it’s perfect for any being who dares to wear their power where it can be seen.
So come, sea-witch or sun-wanderer. Cast off your cloak. Let the world see you shimmer.