At the beginning it was a marble workshop, but people was not hard! They made statues and surely they lived the magic of the harmonious development of a kiss and tried the best sincronie for a new perspective of feelings, without lowering the defiantly against the concept of gravity. So, those people, were fascinated by the charm of things that remain, that last over time. The same things that overcome storms and know how to come back if they went wrong. Maybe, in that place, some gestures, some memory are left inside of us. Hard things this time. True things. As other stories of other people. Men that spend their lives looking for something important and that is not just a dream. A style, a strong idea. Like this us, here we make clothing. We try to tell stories with inspired dresses. Twenty of war heroes, but normal people too. Unborn children. Past loves. All things that's left hanging in the jacket without suspects and inside straight trousers. Vertical as dry cuts of that mountains that every day accompanies us and don't steal the light. Maybe is for all this that our "things" are so straight. We go forward peacefully with our sincere friends.