The desert, mid-bloom.
Where ripe fruit hangs heavy, shadows stretch long, and the wind carries warmth. Chapter Two slips into the surreal — fig-drenched tones, organic motifs, and textures softened by time. Each piece feels like a memory — vivid, tactile, alive.
A love letter to the desert when it's most alive.
Designed for stillness, made for heat.
NEW PRINTS
Patterns pulled from the earth.
RESORT WEAR
From morning dips to sunset dinners.
