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- is a collection not for a woman but about a woman that merges two worlds -
of everyday duties and routine, mechanical acts with sensitivity, wisdom and beauty hidden under the mask.
And although it could seem that her world is grey and sad, it glimmers with her internal shine. Mechanisms start
working at dawn and finish at dusk, but one may dream under the mask... Here she is: a women a bit mechanical.
Beauty of the mechanics it is a purity of gypsum forms of the medals, mechanisms and strange machines, mist and the world dipped in white.
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