Like a needle on the skin, the passing of time can be felt.
My mother’s smile is still the same, and yet somehow it already carries the changes that have not happened yet. She folds a pair of trousers and a blouse into an improvised pillow beneath my head, and suddenly my whole body is wrapped in her love.
Oh, this mind. Always whispering thoughts about how much time we may still have together, turning them into a print of sadness.
Teach me, heart, how to stay in the moment.
You give me imagination, and my untamed mind turns it into sorrow. But I have a choice. And I choose to turn it into a print of renewal. Just like on this limited-edition sweatshirt.
Then you come running toward me, still so little and already growing up. Your front tooth has fallen out, and I find myself wishing I could keep forever the photograph I never took of that smile.
How is it possible that the same feeling can bring both so much joy and so much sadness?
How were we made in such a way that attachment leaves behind both delight and wounds? Perhaps only the one who has gone beyond attachment can meet it as an equal.
That is what happened with LOVE. The moment I almost had to say goodbye to it, it revealed my vulnerability. And everything brought into the light eventually becomes light.
So I invite you to dress in light. To dress in LOVE.
Because we are never simply putting on a dress.
We are putting on a state of being.
En-JOY.
The collection is waiting for you
