My grandmother is the definition of paradox, when it comes to her, nothing fits into a box.
She has different names on each passport; her natural hair color is highly confidential; she has different phone numbers and she always whispers when she picks up the phone.
She loves to (literally) break the walls of her apartment and she can't stand the concept of routine.
HER ONLY HABIT IS HER SINGULARITY.
She is our definition of modernity, she never looks back, never judges anyone and never seems overwhelmed by anything new.
SHE EMBRACES CHANGE; SHE GROWS AND FEEDS ON IT.
She brings her personal touch to everything she wears and makes it unique.
Just like a fairy godmother, she transforms everything into a masterpiece.
SHE IS THE GENESIS OF LA GALPA.
Hidden in the fashion treasures I inherited from her, I found these amazing knit pieces.
As they were for her and later on for my mother, they became my “new essentials”. I would wear them during holidays under the sun, or in my cold dear Paris. For a busy day or for endless parties at night. Barefoot or with heels, any and every way!
Those close to me had always borrowed them and kept asking for more...
... AND THAT’S HOW LA GALPA WAS BORN