the beginning of becoming
This is the first chapter in a story about confidence, strength, and quiet power.
“Chapter One: Rise” marks the moment where the inner shift begins — when you no longer wait for permission to take space. You rise — through softness and through armor.
Each piece in this drop carries its own message.
On every item, you’ll find a message — an invitation to look deeper, to understand what this piece stands for.
And sometimes, even to discover a piece of history behind it. Like why a bomber jacket is called a bomber in the first place.
While working on Chapter One, I was going through a deep transformation — and it shaped everything. You’ll notice grounding colors, rooted cuts, protective silhouettes. This outer leather armor was born to hold and protect our feminine core.
— Yuliya (TwentyOneTwelve founder)
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The color palette speaks of earth, depth, and shadow — tones that anchor you in your body, in the now, in the truth. The silhouettes are bold and intentional — crafted to protect, to hold, to attract. The collection was born to mark the rise — from self-doubt to confidence, from silence to strength.
Strong lines. Statement cuts. A presence that doesn’t need to shout.
This is not just fashion — it’s a language of becoming.
This is just the beginning.
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In this first lookbook, Chapter One: Rise, you’ll find a visual story captured in one of Moscow’s most authentic hotels — a place steeped in Russian spirit.
It features a mother and daughter. Two women. Two generations. Shared features, different energies.
It’s a reflection — of how time leaves its marks but never erases the essence.
Just like on our jackets, crafted from vintage leather: each crease, each edge tells a story. Not a flaw, but a trace of life. Memory. Strength.
I wanted to bring together the spirit of the Russian woman — strong, composed, quietly powerful — and the modern woman in New York.
This is the duality at the heart of 21.12: between softness and armor, between heritage and reinvention, between two iconic cities — alike in intensity, yet worlds apart — New York and Moscow.
