Portugal has a word that does not exist in any other language: saudade. That sweet nostalgia felt in the worn tiles of Lisbon, in the fado music playing at sunset, in the steep streets of Coimbra or the golden beaches of the Algarve. SAUDADE, the collection, is born from that journey: names like Cascais, Sesimbra, Guimarães or Aveiro that travel through the country from north to south, capturing the Portuguese light and that beautiful melancholy that accompanies the end of summer.