The power of the pink skirt.

That was four years ago, and I was trying my best to cope with that year of the pandemic.

From the seventh and top floor of my Parisian building, I had decided I wouldn't succumb to sadness. So, I had put several remedies in place to combat melancholy. In summary:

• Go up to Montmartre to watch the sunset.

• Take baths surrounded by candles.

• Listen to Charles Pépin's podcasts.

And then one morning, feeling frankly down, I decided to put on this pink skirt to go to work.
It wasn't exactly the dress code, but it was my way of breaking with the ambient gloom – an autumn version of curfew-potential-lockdown-two.
"If I'm not going to be able to go out soon, I might as well be well-dressed."

It gave me a smile and a little boost. It wasn't much, but at that moment, it was something.
I felt like I was showing myself as I felt: neither resigned nor conformist. But on the contrary, with panache and optimism.

And there have been many moments like that. From my first pair of silver Dr. Martens in middle school to my XXL frames à la Nana Mouskouri when they were absolutely not in style…

There's a certain joy in daring to wear what we like. To present ourselves to the world as we wish. So, when I decided to create a clothing brand, I imagined pieces capable of taking us from grey to light. Clothes that bring joy and comfort to the heart.

Magical pills, in a way.