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Mad et Len Candles If you have followed StyleZeitgeist, you probably know that we can’t get enough of these. The wax on these Provancal candles is infused with essential oils and the iron cases are hand-forged and blackened by local blacksmiths. The price tag is hefty, but you know what you are paying for. We…

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Daniel Andresen

When I met the German-born designer Daniel Andresen in his studio in Antwerp last month, he was looking at yak hair. The hair, spun into wool yarn at a cooperative in Mongolia, was a new experiment for this young designer whose understated knitwear is quietly sold at directional stores like Lift in Tokyo and DAAD Dantone in Milan.

Andresen is understated himself, a quiet, contemplative man who approaches his work without fanfare. “The yak might not work for the knitting machines,” he thought out loud, “it’s too uneven.”

This is the kind of know-how that shows Andresen’s hands-on nature of work. And when I say “hands-on,” I mean exactly that. Everything Andresen makes he makes himself using a couple of old knitwear Brother machines that are “programmed” by punch cards. “This is my production team,” Andresen pointed at his girlfriend, when I asked him where his knitwear is produced.

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Aitor Throup x H. Lorenzo: Reflection/Redemption

On November 14th, Aitor Throup unveiled an exclusive installation at H. Lorenzo in Los Angeles, titled Reflection/Redemption. This installation showcased New Object Research, his long awaited ready-to-wear clothing and accessories line. The installation is based on one of his four main concepts, When Football Hooligans Become Hindu Gods: a concept using physical product transformations to tell a narrative theme of metamorphosis.

Photos courtesy of Aitor Throup

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Deborah Turbeville, In Memoriam

Dear readers,

We have never shared an article that appeared in our print edition, but today is a specially dark day. The photographer Deborah Turbeville has passed away after succumbing to lung cancer. I initially approached Turbeville for a profile for our second volume two years ago.  After, she became a dear friend. It is sad to see anyone go before their time, but especially her. Rest in peace, Deborah, wherever you may be.