Description

All those clothes that “work” begin to sound insulting sooner or later. They fit properly, look appropriate, disturb no one, and that is exactly why they have nothing to do with you. Suddenly you want to wear something for a small, deeply personal break-up with your own pliability…

Colour Clash appears at exactly that moment. Defiance, knitted by hand. Red interrupts, yellow dazzles, blue issues commands, black draws a line under everything that only yesterday was considered proper. The colours are busy here: dividing territory and carrying on with provocative confidence. The wide openwork sleeve looks very much like a society scandal first whispered about by the wall and later retold with unmistakable pleasure.

The shape is hardly inclined to compromise either. One shoulder is bare, the line moves against habit, the volume above lives freely, below it all gathers into something sharper and more exact. Well-bred disobedience. Exactly the quality women miss when they have spent too long being convincing, convenient, and impeccable.

Colour Clash knows how to shift its tone: back to front, inside out, sharper still, freer still. Other people’s expectations begin to lose their chances.

Pair it with anything you like.

• With palazzo trousers – for sabotage disguised as a striking silhouette.
• With straight-leg jeans – for a morning that decided at once not to be exemplary.
• With a slim skirt – when everything looks proper except your intentions.
• Back to front or inside out – so the habit of expecting the predictable can finally have its mood ruined.

Colour Clash. You have already been convenient.

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