When I was a little girl and someone asked me: ‘What you want to be when you grow up?’ I always answered: ‘I want to be Sara, Sara Rabà’.

My total naivety and my enourmous shyness often lead me into that oniric dimension where everything was feasible: the dream. I spent years dreaming, visualising and desiring that clear vision where my message would have been different and personal.

An ugly duckling, often grumpy, apparently posh who’s only desire was to break the rules and show a free woman: free from the customs, the habits, the market laws.

Free from the idea that women are fragile, frivolous, always in need and submitted.

Free from fashion stereotype to state her own being and her own wellbeing. Like a second skin made by unique and special garments, handmade with inspiration and creativity.

And so this is it.

My creations, being that accessories or clothes, have something in common: the search for handcrafted fabrics and the practical comfort together create unusual and new lines, ageless, timeless and everlasting.

Dreams can be neverending, like mine, that I nurture every day.

Desires like mine can light the darkest nights, and I indulge in them as they make life better.

Lastly, this is my philosophy: each one of my creation is unique and every piece is a part of me.

“Fashion is beautiful and anarchic. Work is the means to overcome alienation and to change the world.” William Morris