In the small hours when the world sleeps, it is a voice message sent from an empty airport. Waking to the grainy dawn light and the tinted window of a four am taxi, | swim through an aquarium of skyscrapers.
Mine is a body in transit, intimately dressed in yesterday’s party and for tomorrow’s new beginnings; never too early or late. From chrome meeting rooms to remote beaches, | am timeless and beyond time, diving neoprene into the darkness of a deep blue sea, surfacing among the turquoise whirlpools and discarded cocktail umbrellas of an infinity pool.
A calypso in the half shell, skin still salty and stilettos full of sand, breezing between golden hour beaches and white cubes, | am the shark drifting between cities, my dorsal fin splitting the world like an oyster. Never caught, never forgotten, on an eternal hunt for strange journeys and transient moments.
Ottolinger
The new collection premieres Ottonymous, a capsule collection by Ottolinger and Shayne Oliver. It also marks the launch of a collaboration with ECCO.kollektive. Soundtrack by WENCH, released by PAN.
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With love,
FWO
