High Tech Motorcycle
[intro]When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way.[/intro] I believe in pink. […]
Cycle For Clothiers
[intro]She had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way.[/intro] The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of […]
Spring 2015 Lookbook
[intro]Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.[/intro] Each paragraph has text indent on first sentence. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if […]
Color Run Party
It wasn’t a dream. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, strikeout text raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see […]