Well, here you are. Which means I must’ve gotten somewhere with my dreams. At least enough to bring you here. Barrage was born from Couture. And that part of me never left. Couture taught me to sculpt emotions, to drape silence, to structure chaos. But lately, I’ve opened a new chapter: ready-to-wear, not as a compromise, as a continuation. These clothes don’t whisper, They speak in a low, steady voice. Expressive but not flamboyant. The palette draws from Mediterranean soil and faded frescoes, sun-worn terracottas, desert smoke, pale fig, and bruised lilac. This is not quiet luxury. This is composed intensity. Built for those who hold stories beneath the surface and wear them as a second skin. From Beirut to Paris, Barrage stands between discipline and eruption. A wardrobe for the emotionally fluent.