Merci. From Paris.

Merci to all of you for your heartfelt messages of concern for our Parisian team. We are safe, and our families are as well. We are shocked, and extremely touched by your warm support. Your outreach of goodwill has made us stronger than what we could have been alone. More than a Fashion House, we are first an American-French company, two sister cities, one family, sharing the desire to make the world a better place. Together we thank you for your support.

We would normally be sharing an inspiring story about one of you today. Because you, our customer, are our biggest inspiration. Instead, today we are sharing the story of someone special, who everyday also contributes to our LL.Collections inspirations… It's our Paris ...

She is Love,
She is Freedom, She is Art
She is Culture , She is Philosophy, She is Revolution , She is Resistance ...
… She is PARIS.

Paris, everywhere I look, I can feel the history that made the world I am dreaming for. From Montmartre to the Eiffel Tower.

Chilling in Montmartre, I feel the artists like Lautrec coming from Albi, who like me, free the creativity, painting Parisian nights.

Going down per Martyrs Street, I feel each musician who made me nostalgic playing Piaf on a contrebasse and violin song. I will always stop at the 93 to say ‘hello’ to the bar crew who have become my second family.

At the corner, the Divan du Monde, the brother of the Bataclan… I feel all the passions of animate musicians playing live. In both places, I have lived my best concerts, my best parties in Paris.

On the middle of Rue Des Martyrs, I cross Pigale. I can feel the sex revolution and see it’s begining of freedom, seeing on my right the wings of Moulin rouge.

On my way, still going down, looking to the Les Grands Magasins buildings, I feel the designers who free bodies by designing clothes adapted to the new world. Gabrielle Chanel, you are still my woman role model. I can imagine you making hats somewhere Rive Gauche.

I stop on a bridge crossing the Seine, I feel all the lovers who kissed there like on a Doisneau picture.

On the other side, looking invalid, I feel all the determination of our second war heroes from all around the world, fighting for humanity and freedom.

Sitting at terrasses of St Germain des Près, I feel the philosophers who free the mind breaking the limits of only one thinking rule.

Taking our old metro to come back home, I feel the strength of thousands of heels crossing its path for more than a century.

Entering my pedestrian street, I light a cigarette. In the shape of my jacket in the shadow, I feel the women's liberation, thinking of a Newton picture.

Entering my courtyard, I feel the the passion of all musicians living here, piano, guitar, violin, they are all playing.

Am I going back home? No. Someone calls me. It’s Friday night, I’m going out to join friends at a bistrot terrasse, drink wine, remake the world, begin a night that we never know how it will finish. I’m going to live one of those Parisian nights, full of the freeness that we love, because we touch freedom.

Because from the dream of freedom, passion is born, from passion comes inspiration, from inspiration comes creation, and from creation the power to change the world.

I am now afraid to answer ‘yes’ to that call. But I will. We always will. We are French, we have a strong spirit.

I am Mélanie, I fell in love with Paris when I was young. I found my passion here at 11 years old, and I met Anna here 10 years later. From here I motivate and train my creativity to do what I have to do, in order to offer you the best LL.Collections. I want to share with you the story of Paris through my eyes, the story of the Paris that inspires me crossing her streets for over a decade. A story like we usually share of our inspiring muse, the story of Paris who is also my muse designing our collections.

Our city, our muse. Paris the confident, Paris who even heartbroken will never fall. Because humanity’s dreams of freedom cannot be killed.

“Fluctuat Nec Mergitur”,

“Tossed but not sunk”. The Parisian motto, our motto.

We usually promote the favorite Les Lunes pieces of our muse at the end of the story. We will promote today the most beautiful dress ever worn. The one that is wearing the tour Eiffel right now. The bleu blanc rouge flag, which today is not the French flag, but the symbol of humanity standing in front barbarism to defend its freedom.