2026 fall / winter collection “0017” The way we are
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The way we are
Walking through the city alone.
In English, the way can mean many things. It is a road, but it is also a method, a manner, a way of being.
When we say that each of us walks a different path, does things in a different way, exists in a different way, the word arrives somewhere we could never have expected from its dictionary definition alone. That happens not only in translation, but in life itself.
I don't think a path is ever just one path.
It is made from small pieces of distance, stitched together over time. Only later do we look back and realize that they had always belonged to the same road.
Clothes are, after all, made to wear. Frayed edges and small holes are nothing unusual. One way to care for them is to mend them with a patch.
Perhaps life exists on that same continuum.
To live is to keep walking.
And if I could wish for anything, it would be to walk as though on a hike—moving forward while taking in the landscape, one step at a time.
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