The city hums. Gold light on stone, narrow streets that twist and turn, a rhythm all its own. Palermo is bold, rich, full of stories.

These frames wear that same pulse, deep tortoise shell, sharp edges, a shape that stands its ground.

Dark streaks run through warm amber, like shade cutting through a sunlit square. Black lenses pull the heat back, cool but never cold. A frame made for long days, late nights, and moves that leave a mark.