These aren’t just socks — they’re your little secret. Soft, sheer, and laced with wildflowers, they’ve been worn just enough to carry that warm, lived-in feel that can’t be faked. Every thread knows the shape of me… but you’ll never see my face. And that’s the beauty of it. You can imagine me exactly how you want — sweet and shy, cheeky and bold, or anything in between. I’m yours to picture, yours to wonder about, and these socks? They’re your only clue. Tempting, isn’t it?