I wore my Sérine to a first date. He didn’t say anything about it — but he didn’t look anywhere else either.
Made by hand,
signed in ink.
We began in 2012 behind a small door in the 2e. Fourteen years later, every piece still begins on the same cutting table — one length of Lyon velvet, one pair of hands, one unhurried afternoon.
We make 28 pieces per edition. When they’re gone, they’re gone. What remains is a paper register of every name and every neck each piece has travelled to.
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