Moscow, Russia
At first, we intended to make our clothes-manufacturing company "FORTYTWO" something of a revolution in the fashion industry, a triumph of style, an exciting adventure, a ray of light piercing the darkness of glamour and flying to an abyss of love... but then the effect of aspirin wore off. And we just started doing what we always wanted - creating and making clothes. Our garments don't claim to be given a special shelf in your wardrobe. They'll be quite satisfied to be put on a chair. Our trousers aren't worn on a first date. But very well on the second, and untill you get tired of them. We don't aspire to be the best of the best. We're too lazy to conquer the world. For us, "career" is nothing more than a set of sounds and letters. We've seen enough by now, and are going to do only what we enjoy. The world has stopped spinning. But we don't care, we got off at the last stop.
