In 2006, I had just graduated as an ARCHITECT! It was my life long dream! Six years later, I had to face an harsh reality. I’m NOT an architect anymore, maybe I never was truly. But I love creating something, anything, and I want to believe I can still dream… and “grow up” to be who ever I want to be!
This place, I call my own, is for me to share a little piece of my new life, with YOU, family, friends, and who ever comes along.
In my family, clothes would be passed on from generation to generation. I received clothes that had already been worn by brothers and sisters, cousins or friends … I remember longing for my older cousin’s dresses…Each piece had a story to tell, which made it so much harder to throw it away. Also, clothes were made to last. Each seam endured pulling and stretching without tearing… and when it did tear, our mothers and grandmothers would lovingly mend it. My family was not special (well, it is to me), this was the way.
Nowadays, as a mother of two boys, I realize the same is not possible. The clothes are easily damaged and unwearable after a few cycles of wash and wear.
I want to create clothes that endure a playful childhood, that can be passed on and carry memories through generations. I believe if clothes tell a story it will be harder to throw them away…
Each garment is handmade with dedication to quality and craftsmanship. Any imperfections in the overall appearance are a natural characteristic.