Collection: Almodóvar’s Summer

On the island of Mallorca, a gentle breeze lingers,
weaving through sheer cliffs,
carrying the chill unique to the edge of spring and the cusp of summer.
Between my fingers, sunlight occasionally twines—
delicate threads of gold
that stir a summer-lover's endless longing for you.

I can hardly wait to dress in your colors:
a fuchsia Ungaro gown, a silky D&G slip with a whisper of lingerie,
then a watercolor-kissed La Perla bustier,
and a mermaid-tail nightdress from Victoria’s Secret.
Each piece blooms before me in vibrant hues and wild florals,
as if glimpsed through a kaleidoscope—
a riot of your brilliance.

I grow dizzy in this sea of blossom and blush,
and somewhere between dream and wakefulness,
I breathe in the fragrance that belongs to you.

馬略卡島上清風縈繞,穿梭於懸崖峭壁,捎來獨屬春末初夏的清冷。

指縫間又偶爾纏繞著絲絲縷縷陽光,

勾起戀夏一族對妳的無限期待。

 

我迫不及待換上屬於妳的顏色:

玫紅色的Ungaro長裙、D&G的文胸絲質長裙,

而後是暈染的La Perla胸衣、Victoria‘s Secret的魚尾睡裙。

她們以炙熱的色彩,蓬勃的花卉紋路在眼前綻放,

如在萬花筒中窺探妳的絢爛。

 

我在奼紫嫣紅裡暈眩,

在迷離與清醒間嗅到屬於妳的芬芳。