One Palette
Ink, bone, and a single cold metal. Colour is noise; we keep the signal.
We remove everything that is not structure, weight, and silence.
Four anchors of the Obsidian collection. Each engineered to fall, hold, and disappear into shadow.
Double-faced Italian wool, raw-cut hems, a silhouette that holds its line in stillness and in motion. The defining piece of N°07.
A near-weightless merino column knit. Engineered to drape like liquid graphite — worn alone or sealed beneath the coat.
Ink, bone, and a single cold metal. Colour is noise; we keep the signal.
Mills selected for weight and memory. Garments built to outlive the season that made them.
Each drop is numbered and finite. When the run closes, the pattern is retired.