Collection: MILK & SALT

Hello, sadness, when a pinch of the sun in the cold water caresses the skin. We count life by summers: one, two... and days sink into golden shadows. The ode to sadness fills the lungs and we exhale the emptiness. Hugged by the wind whispering stories of cacao milk with a pinch of salt, we dive into the night. To the bottom, sinking into the sand. Where sweet sweet sadness is the happiness of time.