Paolo lives between sun and shadow, light and darkness. That tension feeds both his life and his work.
From childhood, Paolo was always drawing — on walls, trains, scraps of wood, school desks, his clothes, and his own body. He built his own visual language through image, instinct, and friction — the sharpness of tailoring against the insolence of the street, with a taste for cinematic tension rather than explanation.
“I cannot always express myself clearly. I do not always have the words. When I create, it becomes another world.”
Graphic design came first. Menswear tailoring gave it structure.
Fashion became the framework where he could fully develop that world.
Every morning, Paolo draws temporary tattoos on his skin — marks that shape the rhythm of the day. Nothing is fixed. Nothing is definitive. His way of designing is always tied to the moment.
As his grandmother used to say:
“LES FRUITS TOMBENT QUAND ILS SONT MURS”
Je n’arrive pas à m’exprimer, « je n’ai pas les mots pour m’exprimer clairement », parfois ça ne sort pas comme je veux. Quand je crée,
c’est un tout autre monde.