Take me somewhere aelse.
A closet full, with nothing to wear.
Not because there isn't enough. Because there's too much of the wrong things — the trends you regretted, the impulse buys, the noise drowning out the few pieces you'd reach for every day.
A seam tells you who held it.
This one came from a leather atelier we've worked with for years. The stitch is theirs. The grain is theirs. The hand is theirs.
We've been gathering all our lives. Years finding the people whose work was worth the space it would take in someone's closet.
The cape, woven by women in the Peruvian highlands on a 4,000-year-old loom. The Black Shearling Coat, double-faced ironed merino, from premium lambs. The leather atelier from the seam above. The cashmere co-op we send swatches to and back.
Each piece is meant to be worn. Day after day. Season after season. Year after year.
Not the noise. Not what fades. The pieces that earn their place — and stay.
This is the wardrobe we built. Now you can have it too.
Pieces you reach for.
Two women, in the peaks of Peru, on a 4,000-year-old loom.
The alpaca cape is hand-woven by women in a Peruvian highland co-op. Genuine baby alpaca — 20-22 micron fiber, among the finest in the world. Ethically shorn from free-range alpacas. The technique is older than most countries.
Model: Shannon Shiang in a Peruvian alpaca cape. Photograph: Steve Vaccariello.
For the woman who chooses what stays.
Take me somewhere aelse