Zara

Zara has the warm, wondering gaze of an autumn afternoon just before the leaves turn. Her copper hair falls past a hand-knitted cream vest and soft olive linen trousers that Magdalena cut to look like something a curious child might wear on a treasure hunt. A red-and-cream headband holds back her hair from a face scattered with tiny hand-painted freckles.

She is not dressed for a ball or a stage — she is dressed for adventure. Every piece of her outfit was chosen to feel lived-in and loved: the cable-knit vest, the linen cropped just above the ankle, the tiny leather shoes. Zara is for collectors who know that the best stories often begin with 'I wonder what is around that corner.'