The city is a canyon, Orlanda’s its river. She’s red and raging, green and lazy. Orlanda is a place of elusive quality, of perfect imperfection, waiting for you.

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It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

 

― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

JOSEPH

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ABEL

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TWO HEADS BEATING TOGETHER

Like many before her, Orlanda was born of an encounter between a woman and a man. 

As it often goes, while raised to be a classic Nancy, she’s now more of a flirty Betty. A fusion of two beating minds, she’s prudent boyish deep down, wild and filthy at dawn. Orlanda are two melted halves - yet one conscious.

To us, Orlanda is a potter, a singer, a gardener and a waiter. But to you, she’s a merchant. Clothing to homeware, furniture to photography, books and curiosities; Orlanda digs up what’s left unexplored. Masculine in her approach, feminine in her unexpectedness, wild and wary in her aesthetics.

The city is a canyon, Orlanda’s its river. She’s red and raging, green and lazy. Orlanda is a place of elusive quality, of perfect imperfection, waiting for you.