The contrast of his lucky numbers 5 & 9; together making 14. The contrast of odds over even, just like the masculine over the feminine.
The contrast of his resting space where only crisp white linens are permitted and his creative space which is surrounded by colour.
The softness of the traditional womenswear fabrics lends themselves beautifully to create JC menswear. The contrast of the feminine living within the masculine.
The contrast of using imitation gold trimmings on fabrics made with real gold.
The contrast of using precious pearls to hang pendants of resin and glass.
The contrast of using complex techniques to create the elegance of simplicity in design.
The contrast of his work ethics. Sundays, the only day he doesn’t work, yet it is the day when ideas are sketched in his mind.
The contrast of his playfulness. Heaven is where he’d want to dress the angels. Hell is where he’d want to party with the devil.
The refusal to choose between style and what is fashionable. There is only one choice and that is to always be stylish.
The contrast between style and comfort. The strong belief that style and comfort goes hand in hand. One cannot wear something to its full potential if one is not comfortable in it.
The contrast of mixing opposites. Velvet with tweed, feminine with masculine, the woman within the man and vice versa. Daring for the two extremes to entwine in perfect harmony. That is where danger lives… that is where it should be conquered.
The contrast of his character lives in the space between many emotions. Elegant yet nonchalant, moody yet happy, romantic yet seductive, traditional yet contemporary, sombre yet fiery.
The contrast within his perfumes reside in the secrets of the many florals, one is unable to identify single flowers, it’s the combination that seduces the mind.
The contrast of giving everyone the permission to be anything and everything they want while wearing James Clarke.