A Psalm Of Origin
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A Psalm Of Origin ✧₊⁺♡⁺₊✧
in Tha ‘Beningin’.(ehe)
Our Creation Story
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“We didn’t build a brand. We built from the ash and called it holy.”
Meet the Sisters Tomu aka The High Risqué High Council.
We didn’t start in boardrooms. We started in breakdowns. Three sisters. One match.
What seemed like a lifetime of chaos, colour and calling.
Born of Winnie Tomu & Gogo Eliza, women who brewed healing when there was no sugar left in the jar. We learned early that softness could survive anything if you stirred it with prayer.
Tarisai, Tatenda and Tadiwa.
Three coordinates on the same cosmic map.
Different verses.
One psalm.
Tha Becoming
| smōkō |
Tadiwa
The joy spark | The wild bloom.
We’ve been many things: event girls, crazy girls, ‘it’s-fine-I-got-this’ girls. But under every version was a hum, a remembering. High Risqué was born the night we stopped pretending productivity was peace.
We rolled a joint with our grief, passed it around the room and promised that whatever rose from the smōkō would be sacred or it would be nothing.
Since then we’ve built altars from invoices, poetry from bull kaka and portals out of percolators. No investors (we heel strapped this B). No playbook. Just intuition, InSense and in sanity, aka that holy delulu.
Tha NOW
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Tarisai
The wise first flame | The Oracle | The anchor.
We are The Charmed Ones of High Risqué. Soft rebels. Sacred stoners. Heirs to a lineage of women who made miracles with nothing but hands and hope.
Our work is simple: to keep the smōkō sacred, the story true and the softness loud.
We are the archive keepers. The vibe curators. The ones who turned trauma into typography and called it design. Everything we touch is an act of remembrance; a way of saying thank you to the girls who stayed alive long enough to become us.
Tha Revelation
| smōkō |
Tatenda
The quiet fire | The mama mystic |
The one who births life and ideas.
This isn’t a team page. It’s a testimony. Every photo you see, every word you read, is a love letter to survival disguised as strategy.
We didn’t come to be palatable. We came to be proof that holiness can wear hoop earrings and still talk to God through a blunt.
So if you’ve ever felt too loud, too late, too much; welcome home.
You’re exactly our kind of holy.
THA RETURN
| smōkō |
You’ve met us.
But really, you’ve met yourself; the part that’s been waiting to exhale.
High Risqué isn’t just our story. It’s a mirror held in smōkō.
Every laugh, every ache, every pink-suitcase miracle is proof that your own rebellion can be sacred too.
Take what you need from this altar.
Leave the rest for whoever’s arriving after you.
See you in the spiral, beautiful.
Tha Prologue
Tha Prologue
Tha Prologue
Every Chill Revolution has its scripture.
Ours began with three sisters, a spark and a psalm whispered in smōkō.
This is where the smōkō clears and the story expands, three verses of the same altar, three ways of remembering:
Meet the Baddies
Tha Beningin (Ehe): Our creation story.
What Is A High Risqué?
Our creed and belief.
The Door We’re Holding
Our becoming, together.
| inhale |Next, meet the creed behind the glow |
Tha Benediction
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May your rebellion stay rooted in rest.
May your softness remain undefeated.
May every risq you take be risqué and righteous.
High & Holy. Always.
Next, meet the creed behind the glow - What’s a High Risqué?
