From Lake Como to the Loir-et-Cher

From Lake Como to the Loir-et-Cher

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LAKE COMO SECRETS

The first time I travelled to the shores of Lake Como, it wasn't to dive into its dark waters or to play the tourist in a Riva. I went there to dig through the archives of our local weavers, searching for forgotten patterns. A few months later, I returned—this time to celebrate my father’s 80th birthday, actively dodging the crowds and the bling.

Here is my favorite address, along with the treasures I brought back from those famous archives, reissued exclusively for Cinabre.

EXCLUSIVE REISSUES 

Our Heritage Collection expands with two new patterns that don't believe in playing it safe. I spent days digging through the archives of our Lake Como weavers to select two designs with real character, reissued in 12 exclusive colorways.

Technically, silk jacquard allows for different "weaves" (the interlacing of vertical warp threads and horizontal weft threads) within the same fabric, forcing light to bounce in every direction. It’s this interplay of weaves that creates the impression of subtly changing colors.

The Éol pattern dates back to the 1950s, with sweeping curves that catch the light from every angle. We developed a palette of eight iridescent shades—none of which are meant to blend in.

The Forte pattern comes in four colors — Emerald, Ruby, Copper, and Gold — all shimmering and shifting depending on the light. Enough to wake up an outfit, a presence, or a night.

A SCIENCE OF SILK AND HAND 

Each of our ties is cut from exceptional silk jacquards. They are entirely assembled by hand in our Loir-et-Cher ateliers in western France, where the savoir-faire has been passed down through three generations. Our craftswomen cut on the true bias to give the silk its elasticity, before assembling each piece according to traditional techniques:

MY FAVORITE COMO HIDEOUT 

Overtourism, the crowded streets of Bellagio, and overhyped grand hotels generally make me prefer Lake Orta over Lake Como. But for my father's birthday, I discovered a singular address far from the mob: Villa Làrio, a late 19th-century palazzo turned into an 18-room boutique hotel, complete with moldings, frescoes, and vast glass walls.

A spectacular cliffside elevator connects the art-lined swimming pool, the restaurant under the stars, the terraced gardens, and direct access to the lake. It’s so idyllic that there’s hardly any point boarding a boat to chase the dolce vita elsewhere.

You now have the address. All that’s missing is the outfit.

Wishing you clear skies — ideally by a lake, with a Negroni in hand.