Shatter: Glass, Guts, Goddess

don’t 

be 

so 

much.

sit down 

legs crossed 

mouth shut 

smile sweet 

you’re lucky to be here.

grin 

bear it 

be polished 

like 

GLASS 

like 

GLASS 

like 

GLASS (transparent/smooth /easy to ignore)

meanwhile 

we're choking on the glitter 

slicing fingers just to look “feminine” 

bleeding under boardroom lights 

picking glass from our gums 

while they say “she’s emotional.”

she broke. 

they whisper.

but what if the break 

was the point?

what if 

the sound of shattering 

is a song 

only the wild ones recognize?

heels on splinters 

dresses sharp as daggers 

we show up 

cracked open 

reflecting everything they fear

dangerous. 

dazzling. 

not asking. 

not waiting. 

not hiding.

the ceiling? 

we drank it. 

we wear it. 

we became it.

and baby

it looks

fucking

gorgeous.

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Art + Poetry by Blume Bauer: Glass

Neural Fashion Series Vol. 1: Glass 

These women wear glass-like armor and elegance intertwined — translucent, unbreakable, and entirely imagined through AI. Each image in this series explores the tension between delicacy and power, revealing how we’ve long been told to be soft, yet are constantly asked to shatter barriers.

These pieces are part of my personal creative exploration through The Yellow Studio, where we explore what’s possible when art, storytelling, and technology collide. These experimental works challenge norms, celebrate feminine strength, and reimagine what's wearable, visible, and valuable. 💛