Silence Made Visible

"It was late at night, long past midnight. The silence appeared so rich as to have a visual quality, a sparkle or hard gloss, and a thickness too, like fresh paint. This synethesia must have been due to my disorientation, for this was so familiar, lying here in the green field of her stare, feeling her smooth thin arms."

—Ian McEwan, Enduring Love

Tailoring for Men and Woman