Aluna.woven by spirit
Each Mochila is a meditation. Each bracelet, a prayer. Carried from the hands of Wayuu and Arhuaco women, to yours.
- One of a kind
- Fairly traded
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In motion · @aluna_remix
She moves, the mochila lives.
Not a still life. A bag that breathes with the woman who wears it — sun on cotton, hand on strap, slow city, slow craft. Follow @aluna_remix for the everyday rituals.
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The most feminine bag
in the world.
The mochila is shaped like a womb — round, soft, generative. For the Wayuu it is exactly that: a vessel that holds, protects, and gives life to what you carry. A quiet answer to fast fashion: one woman, one bag, weeks of breath. Nothing about it is mass.
Symbol
A vessel, not a product.
Round base, open mouth, soft belly — the mochila mirrors the womb. The Wayuu believe their daughters inherit weaving from the spider Wale'kerü, who taught women to spin life from thread.
Made by women
Hers, from first knot to last.
Every mochila is the work of one woman, never an assembly line. Fifteen to thirty days at her own pace, signed with her name. You don't buy a bag — you carry her labour, with consent and fair pay.
Against fast fashion
Natural fibre, deep story.
Cotton and wool. No plastic, no synthetic, no factory. It ages with you instead of away from you. The opposite of disposable: a bag with a name, a face, a Sierra, a season.
las mochilas
Mochilas, handwoven prayers.
One-of-a-kind bags woven by Wayuu, Arhuaco and Kankuamo women. Each takes weeks to make, each carries a story you can wear.
las pulseras
Bracelets, bathed in gold.
Werregue palm bracelets handwoven in the Chocó rainforest, then dipped in 24k gold. Six sacred motifs, each with its own meaning.
a quiet revolution
We do not make bags.
We carry stories.
In the language of the Kogi people, Aluna means the unseen world, the dimension where every thing exists as thought before it becomes form. Our pieces are born there first: in the silence of a woman's hands, in the rhythm of her weave, in the colors of her land.
una carta
"I met my husband on a plane to Colombia. Three weeks later, I was in love with a country, and with a bag I saw everywhere. It took years to find my first mochila. Aluna is how I bring that search home."
the founder
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memoriaThe hands behind
A mochila takes twenty days to weave, and a lifetime to learn.
In La Guajira, where the desert kisses the Caribbean, generations of Wayuu women pass down patterns the way other cultures pass down songs. Each design is a kaa'ulayawa, a story, a prayer, a name.
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la tierra
From the Sierra Nevada, where mountains drink the sea.
We work directly with weaving cooperatives in La Guajira and the Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta. Every piece is fairly traded. Every thread, traceable to the woman who spun it.
