- 71″ x 23.6″ ( aprox. 6ft x 2ft)
- 100% silk (twill)
- Rolled edges
- Dry clean only
- Steam or iron at silk setting
A lunch date with the girls, a perfect way to spend her one free afternoon. She checks her reflection in the store window as she walks by, and gives a satisfied smile. The beige silk of her Art Scarf folded and draped over her rust colored shirt pairs perfectly with her favorite tailored denim and suede blazer. She loves the way the henna pattern of the scarf and the rolled rust hem contrasts against the solid colors of her shirt and blazer. Stepping through the glass doors, she enters the cozy bistro and is greeted by a wave of hands; she walks over eager to rejoin her quartet, her pinot noir already waiting.
He hands his car keys to the valet and steps on the dock for the evening cruise. Picking up a glass of champagne, he spots a colleague and strolls over to say hello. The silk pocket square tucked in his blazer looks stylish but still nonchalant. He doesn’t have the time to stress over what he’s wearing; matching his shirts to his accessories takes time that he does not have. But ever since he discovered the collection of art pocket squares, getting dressed is a breeze. It’s always easy to find the one that will complement any shirt in his closet. A perfect finishing touch.
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As she waits for her plane to board, she reflects on how much she loves the feel of the painted silk twill draped around her neck. The intricate pattern in the equine scarf reminds her of the Henna drawn on her hands. It takes her back to last week, the festivities steeped in tradition, the abundance of food, the invigorating music and dancing, and mostly the sheer joy of being a part of an Indian wedding. What a perfect parting gift from her friend- this scarf. Though the henna on her hands has already started to fade,her happy memories come rushing back every time she wears her accessory.
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The early morning sun bounces off the steel skyscrapers and she quickens her pace matching the ever moving bustle of the city. The square scarf tied as a turban today is matched with the earrings she picked up in the village over the weekend. The pastels in the painted scarf are perfect for this weather and she loves the touch of brightness in the red and blue pattern. She swings by at her favorite coffee shop to pick up a latte and then she is on the go again. Stopping for a quick chat with the doorman who ushers her in, she continues on her way confidently, ready to begin her day.
The glass of rosé sits on her cafe table untouched as she watches the pedestrians, lovers holding hands, people strolling by the Seine. There is no sense of urgency here. Her companion smiles as he hands her a scarf.."for all the locks that we have tied on the bridge and will always have with us". Paris would always be locked in time for her in the pastel shades of the silk scarf, with the locks and keys to her heart.
The airport lounge is packed with travelers, some weary and some with excitement reflected in their eyes. Sipping her coffee, she lightly wraps the silk scarf a little closer to her neck. She had worn the scarf as a wrap for her swimsuit yesterday and as a halter at her farewell party afterwards. The decorated elephants on the scarf will always remind her of the land she had come to love. Her home for a few months, Thailand would always be close to her heart.
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The air is charged with excitement as she takes her seat next to her friends, dressed in a pale pink shift dress. Before running out the door, she tied her silk twill scarf to her large brimmed hat;perfect for the Derby. Conscious of the well-dressed crowd around her, she feels completely confident in her choice of the luxurious silk accessory. The Orchid pink in the painted scarf is striking against the white of her hat. As she turns to see the gates lift, the crowd is on its enthusiastic feet , and she’s swept up with them. She’s buzzing with the thrill of the hoofs beating down the track.
The myriad of colors in the silk is strikingly beautiful as she ties her scarf around a straw hat and dons her colorful accessory to protect against the sweltering heat of the Indian sun. The scenic beaches of Goa are beyond her expectations and the soft sand feels like powder as she wiggles her feet deeper in it. A day spent sunbathing by the sparkling waters, she slips on a pair of loose linen pants, unties the silk scarf, and folds the hat into her bag. She now wears the painted scarf halter style, and is ready for the evening ahead as she strolls towards the soft strands of the guitar nearby.
She steps out on the deck of the ship in her scarf tied Jackie O style, and feels the sea breeze on her upturned face. The brilliant blue of the water matches her silk accessory almost to the perfect shade. It had been a thoughtful gift from her mother as she embarked on her adventure and the galloping horses painted on the scarf had instantly appealed to her sense of adventure. Leaning on the rail, the scarf flutters in the wind as she watches the hypnotic motion of the waves and feels content in the moment, awaiting the journey ahead.
The airport lounge is packed with travelers, some weary and some with excitement reflected in their eyes. Sipping her coffee, she lightly wraps the silk scarf a little closer to her neck. She had worn the scarf as a wrap for her swimsuit yesterday and as a halter at her farewell party afterwards. The decorated elephants on the scarf will always remind her of the land she had come to love. Her home for a few months, Thailand will always be close to her heart.