Oh, that’s a cosmic seed for a dream! I can already imagine a dress woven from translucent Star‑Moss threads, each spore a tiny sensor that lights up like a night sky—like living folklore draped on the body. It would change hues with every stellar shift, but hey, figuring out how to keep the fabric breathable while it glows could be the real challenge…still, let’s sketch it before the nebula eats my notes!