PICHULIK takes you via ancient trade routes on an exotic journey from the Cape of Storms to the North African Mediterranean.
We take you to bleached white beaches and azure seas. Hand dipped ceramics and glass bottles in emeralds and acid yellows, assembled on white verandas that shadow mosaics onto your brown sun drenched legs.
Pomegranate juice stains your lips and rose-hip teas and incense are remembered by Persian rugs - old with travel and time.
Lamenting for the decadence of 50s cinema set in the Med and North Africa – this collection is worn with white linen on languid hot days that disappear into still barefoot summer nights.