About
I've always had trouble staying on one path.
I grew up in Luxembourg, surrounded by several languages and cultures, before returning to live in Belgium at seventeen. I started by studying business management, then I took a rather radical turn by joining the Make Up For Ever Academy, alongside training in aesthetics.
I then trained in naturopathy, massage therapy, and ceramics. I also completed a 200-hour yoga teacher training course. At the same time, I worked in various fashion design studios in Belgium.
Then there is photography. Not really as a discipline, more as a way of looking at things.
And amidst all these shifts, there has always been fashion. Probably the only obsession that has never faded: clothes, silhouettes, fabrics, details, and the way they tell a story even before we speak. Well, if we pay even the slightest attention.
In short, I'm quite good at scattering my energies. Like an octopus.
For a long time, I saw it as a difficulty in choosing, in finding myself, in trusting myself. Like many of us, I imagine. Today, I know above all that I'm interested in too many things to stay neatly in one box.
The Faded Lineage began as a bigger dream: a clothing brand, a officially registered name, and lots of ideas about what it could become.
Then things evolved. I realized that what attracted me wasn't so much building a brand as imagining worlds. Searching, observing, photographing, writing, imagining, and sharing.
So here we are.
The Faded Lineage is an independent editorial space focused on fashion, where I allow myself to talk about a garment, a fragrance, products piling up on my bathroom shelf, or simply a pair of boots I didn't need but bought anyway. Through notes, photographs, personal selections, and my own visual language.
Ultimately, The Faded Lineage may be quite similar to my own journey: several paths that eventually found a place to coexist.
And the idea of one day turning it into a full-fledged brand? It's still there, somewhere. But for now, I simply want to let this world grow and see where it leads me.
Sixtine