Freyja’s Winter Embrace (2026) lives in the part of winter that refuses to be muted. It launches in December, when the air bites but the houses glow, and every window looks like a spell someone cast against the dark and then decided to live inside. The gemstones are chosen for heat under frost: rose and wine tones that read like flushed skin in cold light, honeyed golds that catch candleflame, stormy greys that keep a secret spark. Metals lean toward skin-warm gold and softened steel, finished to grab firelight, streetlight, and the quick gleam of passing headlights, any excuse to shine against the season’s edge.

Freyja is love and war, seiðr and sovereignty, the one who rides into battle wearing jewels like armor and invitation at once. This collection follows that logic. The designs sit close to pulse points: throat, sternum, ear, finger. Hand-selected stones, hand-set in small batches, built to read as deliberate, not delicate. Layered chains that anchor you. Statement stones that don’t apologize. Settings that look like they came from a treasure hoard and got quietly modernized, not to soften their power, but to aim it.

Freyja’s Winter Embrace (2026) is for the person who understands desire isn’t a weakness. It’s a weapon and a compass. Jewelry for love workings, glamour and confidence magic, and calling back the parts of yourself you were trained to donate. Long nights. Bright metal. Witch-crafted pieces that remember: you are allowed to be soft and dangerous at the same time.