Morning in Paradise
"A memory of a morning one can experience only on a paradise island.
It was an early winter morning, well below zero, crisp and fresh,
with snow flakes in the air.
The sky was colored with pastels and the weeds were whispering quietly.
Steam was rising from the icy sea and suddenly there were swans everywhere,
bright white as the first snow of winter,
and I said to myself that I’ll never want to live anywhere else except on an island."
Winter 2019 Collection available now!