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But not just any! Dresses entirely made in France by passionate hands. Dresses designed to bring to life the adage of Mr. Yves Saint-Laurent: "When you feel just right in a garment, anything can happen". Delightfully cheeky and fiercely lively dresses. Dresses whose playfulness is matched only by their quality and uniqueness. Dresses made to grow old by your side: stop to planned obsolescence! Dresses drawing their style from the swing of the Roaring Twenties, and the audacity of the Sixties. Dresses with assertive cuts designed with one goal in mind: to reveal your very own beauty.
A world made of exquisite dresses BUT also of divine blouses; shirts with flying collars; skirts that make hearts beat a bit stronger; paintings that warm up the soul as surely as (all) our interiors; unique vintage pieces reinvented as “artworks-to-wear”. A world full of joy, authenticity and beautiful craftsmanship.
The boldness and the colors of the Sixties. Italia's dolce vita; spaghetti staining a red checkered tablecloth; one limoncello too many. Biarritz; its sweetness, its hydrangeas; its sumptuous Art Deco villas. Gioffredo Reggiani's lamps, Pierre Paulin's armchairs and Pierre Cardin's genius. Memories; shoulder pads; a pair of Carel ballerina; gala dresses of another age. The colors of Wax fabrics; the softness of wool. Songs, sung loud and out of tune, from ABBA to Starmania. Matisse's palette, Modigliani's poetry and Rimbaud's words. Paris - from Baudelaire's to today. Life, in all its perfect imperfection.
The cheekiness, to be true to who we are and to claim it. Originality, registered designs. The wisdom of reasoned production processes. (Very) limited series, numbered dresses. Upcycled fabrics. Zero waste! Neat finishes, (high) quality. Timelessness. What for? Sustainability - for real! Controlled prices. Transparency. Made in France. The Human, from beginning to end.
If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a color, it would be orange. If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a city, it would be Paris, in the early morning. Or at night. If the soul of Carlos-Carlos Paris was a moment, it would be the early morning, a ristretto in one hand, a chocolatine in the other. If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a journey, it would be the cobbled streets of Rome and the colors of Havana. If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a vice, it would be exhilaration. If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a woman, it would dream of being fatal. If Carlos-Carlos Paris' soul was a dress, it would be Twiggy, Ziggy, Carlotta, Benjamine, Barbara... it would be all the dresses in your life .
Before everything else, Carlos-Carlos Paris is a story about men and women. Of encounters. Behind Carlos-Carlos Paris' designs, there is my soul and vision, of course. But there is also - and as importantly - the talent of all the professionals I am lucky to collaborate with Without them, this whole adventure would not have the same flavor and our wardrobe not the same splendor.
After studying economics at the University of Paris Dauphine and ten years in financial markets, I decided to pursue a long, long-time dream. This is how Carlos-Carlos Paris came to life, in the spring of 2022. A house of fashion and of (all sort of!) creation with the dress as signature piece - my absolute favorite clothing! The one I have always loved to design, wear, imagine... the one I admired, as a little girl, in the wardrobe of my mum and grandma'. Also the one that reveals, in my eyes, the soul of all fashion brands, be it big or small.
All my designs and creations - be it clothing or painting or (...) !- are a reflection of everything that drives me on a daily basis. (Beautiful) fashion, obviously, but also design, architecture, craftsmanship... and painting - a true passion developed since childhood alongside my mother, her painter friends, but also in the museums and galleries in which I had the chance to accompany my parents from my very first steps.
My favorite quote? "When you feel good in a piece of clothing, anything can happen." (Yves Saint-Laurent).