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B R I • B O L

@bribol

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Currently on maternity leave ✨ Made by hands, land, and memory.

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I’m most inspired by women I see out there being brave in the outdoors, and sometimes I have imposter syndrome about it. Truth is that I haven’t been climbing all that much in the past few years - due to injury, and work, and loss, and life… it just didn’t synch up for me. And I can be kind of hard on myself, but for 2023 I plan to get back out there, and continue to aspire to be like the women I look up to. Especially after this last little injury scare (thank you all for your kind messages)! But I got the green light from a PT to start climbing again! And I’m fucking ready.

Lets go girls 🤠👯‍♀️ by @bribol

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4 years ago

✨NEW!!!✨ The Portal Collection ⚪️ hand beaded vintage chore coats!

I’m so excited about this project and it is an absolute labor of love! This jacket took me 70 hours to hand stitch thousands of glass beads onto leather than I then sewed onto this vintage dead stock painters coat from Germany! Finished with a small beaded detail on the front of the coat. Made with 100% Cotten herringbone twill 🤍 She’s such a dream I don’t know if I’ll be able to give her up!

I bought 5 more chore coats in different colors from France and Germany that I’ll be working on for the drop! Stay tuned for details about when these will be available for purchase! 💕💕 by @bribol

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3 years ago

Thank you for all the birthday love!!! Spent it with my favorite boys in one of my favorite places 🌊❤️

This week has been batshit crazy with sales and birthdays and holidays but it’s been a sweet sweet ride 🎢❤️

As a thanks I’m running a good ol flash sale for today only!! ☀️🤗

Use code THANKFUL30 for 30% off all past collections!

And if you’re lookin to get your hands on some newer work use code BF2022 for 20% all the new new running through the weekend!

Thankful for this life and all of you ❤️ by @bribol

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4 years ago

See you at May Day this weekend with our little booth helper ✨

It’s been such a sweet spring around here lately. Hoping to finish up some opal pieces to bring that I picked up in Tucson this year 🤞

Not back to work yet, but absolutely down for a field trip.

And so excited for this lineup and to see some friends play 🌞 by @bribol

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5 months ago

6 months

The other day I was thinking about how quietly content I feel.

How my whole life has turned, almost imperceptibly,
the way green leaves turn toward light.
How everything now leans toward you.

Toward your naps and your milk and your soft dawn sounds.
Toward the weight of you in my arms,
the way your head finds that familiar hollow beneath my collarbone,
like a small animal returning to its den.

It feels devotional.

In the smallest ways.

My little bear.
My little bird.
Joor.

No one can prepare you for this.

No one can explain what it feels like
to love someone whose breath you count in the dark,
like waves folding themselves onto a shore.

Or how hard it is
to remain present,
to meet yourself again and again
in the clear, unblinking mirror of your child.

To feel your nervous system tethered to theirs,
like roots beneath the surface.
To understand, in your bones,
that your body is still their safest place.

I have never known
this weight of responsibility.

It rises sometimes to my throat,
not fear exactly,
but humility.

Who am I
to be trusted with a soul?

Before you, I thought devotion was grand gestures.
Storms.
Declarations shouted across distances.

Now I know it is this.

Rocking.
Whispering.
Watching.
Being here.

There are things I am not doing right now.
Places I am not going.
Ambitions resting like folded maps in a drawer.
Versions of myself paused mid sentence.

I do not know if She will ever come back.

And yet I would not trade this season for anything.

To orient my life around you.
To know that right now my work is steadiness.
Warmth.
Witness.

To be the ground beneath your small, determined becoming.

You have rearranged my priorities.
You have made my world smaller
and infinite.

My little bear.
My little bird.

I can feel this moment happening,
like light through trees at the end of day,
brief, golden, impossible to hold.

I have waited for this.
I will remember this.

So I am paying attention,
as best I can.
🤍 by @bribol

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7 months ago

Only jewelry photo I took in Hawai‘i.
Six months away from work. Dreaming up new things.
Moving gently in my hermit era. 🐌 by @bribol

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8 months ago

Four years ago today, on Christmas Day, my dear Opa passed unexpectedly while I was here in Hawai‘i. His name was Joor Bol.

Last year, on Opa’s birthday, we found out we were pregnant. We didn’t yet know who this baby would be, only that if they arrived safely, we already knew their name.

So it felt right to bring baby Joor back here for his first Christmas. To remember. To feel Opa’s spirit in this place, in the air, in the way time folds in on itself, and to feel the joy he carried still with us.

We are hunkered down today, our little one sick with noro. The scariest thing I’ve ever known is watching my baby be unwell. And still, there is so much tenderness here. Grief, love, and joy braided together. What was lost, what arrived, what remains.

Holding him beneath these trees, I feel the continuity. A name carried forward. A presence still felt.

Today I feel deep gratitude for this little one making it through the portal, and for the feeling that Opa is still with me, in the hard moments and in the good. I hope you’re having a sweet holiday with your loved ones, and if not, know that I am thinking of you too. Today can hold complexity and contradiction. I see you.

Merry Christmas from my heart to yours. ❤️🎄 by @bribol

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9 months ago

Last call today at noon 🤍

These rings are small maps of places that hold us
carved contours of coastlines, valleys, and underwater depths
moments of land and sea translated into metal

I took these photos just hours before I went into labor
a threshold moment
capturing maps while standing on the edge of becoming

They’re ready to ship and available just for this brief window
a pause in maternity leave
a little offering before I step back again

After noon today, the maps close
and I won’t be back until spring 🌱

Find them on the site 💘 by @bribol

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a year ago

Joor Henry Bjorn Stubblefield
• born July 19, 2025

I left my garden in one body,
and returned with two.

There is more to say
a story of thunder . stillness .
and the first breath that cracked the night sky open.
We danced with death
and crossed through something deep and holy.

For now — we are here.
Alive . raw . changed .
In love.

📷 @abbyclayden.jpg by @bribol

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You are so loved already.
Come when you’re ready.
The world is waiting for you like a held breath.

The sweetest photos pt. 1 of this boy by @abbyclayden.jpg 💛 by @bribol

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a year ago

So excited for @westcoastcraft this weekend! Bringing lots of American mined turquoise and beaded samples 🪡🧵✨ by @bribol

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