He taps the arm of his lounge chair, fingers drumming the improvised melody of a soul finally released from daily cares. The Maitan moves with effortless ease - lightweight, woven with the bold sweep of the Paeonia print, a hint of playfulness beneath clean precision. The Capri collar rests just open enough, the concealed placket keeping its refinement intact. A shirt made for slipping between worlds, for moments that feel like déjà vu.
