A pink coat, a mirror ball and two days in the red hills of Almería.

Eight bags, one model, one peach wall. A lookbook and a web shop from a single day.

Forty metres of red tulle and a black backdrop, for a print story about evening wear.

One red suit, one street in Trastevere, shot between deliveries before eight in the morning.

Studio light that never stops moving, for a label that makes clothes to dance in.

One coat, five poses, a grey paper roll. The quiet way to sell outerwear.