Tree of Life Goddess Duster
Market of Stars will plant a tree this year for every Tree of Life kimono sold.
The Tree of Life is a timeless symbol that can be found in almost every culture around the world — and represents connectedness, growth, hope, and harmony. Its “fruits” are the fruits of happiness — love, joy, and wonder among them. A dove, the symbol for peace, nests in the tree’s branches. Over a year in the making, our captivating version of the Tree of Life was carefully adapted from an American archival lithograph from 1891. Worn and damaged, the print needed to be reconstructed, repaired, and reworked to restore its vibrant rich colours.
100% bamboo/wood viscose. Machine wash gentle or handwash and hang to dry. Iron to finish if needed.
Kimono measurements: length 92cm, width 110cm. Model is 5’6” for reference.
Market of Stars will plant a tree this year for every Tree of Life kimono sold.
The Tree of Life is a timeless symbol that can be found in almost every culture around the world — and represents connectedness, growth, hope, and harmony. Its “fruits” are the fruits of happiness — love, joy, and wonder among them. A dove, the symbol for peace, nests in the tree’s branches. Over a year in the making, our captivating version of the Tree of Life was carefully adapted from an American archival lithograph from 1891. Worn and damaged, the print needed to be reconstructed, repaired, and reworked to restore its vibrant rich colours.
100% bamboo/wood viscose. Machine wash gentle or handwash and hang to dry. Iron to finish if needed.
Kimono measurements: length 92cm, width 110cm. Model is 5’6” for reference.
Market of Stars will plant a tree this year for every Tree of Life kimono sold.
The Tree of Life is a timeless symbol that can be found in almost every culture around the world — and represents connectedness, growth, hope, and harmony. Its “fruits” are the fruits of happiness — love, joy, and wonder among them. A dove, the symbol for peace, nests in the tree’s branches. Over a year in the making, our captivating version of the Tree of Life was carefully adapted from an American archival lithograph from 1891. Worn and damaged, the print needed to be reconstructed, repaired, and reworked to restore its vibrant rich colours.
100% bamboo/wood viscose. Machine wash gentle or handwash and hang to dry. Iron to finish if needed.
Kimono measurements: length 92cm, width 110cm. Model is 5’6” for reference.
“I am rooted, but I flow.” - Virginia Woolf
"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky."
- Kahlil Gibran
"Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.”
- M. Luther
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Flowing and dramatic, this show-stopping piece is bohemian, romantic and rich. Pair it with a simple white slip dress & belt, or amp-up the drama by mixing it with aqua, lime or all-black. This one will definitely be in our travel bag too — the perfect piece for poolside or beach walks during the day, and dressed up for dinner at night! And don’t forget to layer on the turquoise jewellery :)
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The nurturer, the gardener. Women who plant kindness, and tend the world with patience and strength. Women who grow love.
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The symbol of the Tree of Life dates back centuries and can be found in nearly every culture — from the Vikings to the ancient Egyptians. It is often depicted as a strong, deeply rooted tree that upholds and nurtures the world and everything in it. Our headquarters here at Market of Stars borders over a hundred acres of forest, and many of our designs and writings are dreamed up while wandering among the tall trees. To help preserve the wild beauty around us, we’re planting one tree for every Tree of Life kimono sold — wherever it’s needed most in North America — through onetreeplanted.org.
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Climb up with me, like when we were young, our knees and elbows scuffed with wonder, birdseed and licorice in our pockets. One summer we lived in a treehouse that wasn’t there, just branches for bedrooms and a secret knock. My voice sang out like a doorbell and you answered Come in and see
a feather I found, a robin’s egg shell, a stone that turns to gold in the sun. What will you trade me? Our green afternoon stretching out in all directions, the little hidden place lined with moss where we kept our wounds and wishes.
If you can’t climb, then give me your faded love. I’ll put it in my pocket knock three times and bring it back to the branches that held us, bare legs dangling. I’ll give it to the robins who once wove nests with strands of your hair, I’ll show you how it still turns to gold in the sun. Trade me a feather, a bright blue egg, another chance for something new.
