A Lahore couture house where tradition, culture, and contemporary design come together under the direction of Kamiar Rokni.


Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
The House of Kamiar Rokni presents Manderley, a collection inspired by Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca and the unspoken intimacy of inheritance.
We return to the great house, secretive and silent, and to the woman whose absence fills every room. Like the second Mrs. de Winter, we enter a world already inhabited by the woman who came before us. Rebecca is gone but we find her traces in empty hallways, in locked drawers, in dried flowers.
Our Manderley begins with the idea that clothes, like houses, hold memory. Fabric carries the shape of a body. We touch it, alter it, make it our own, and eventually pass something of ourselves through it too.
In Manderley, the house is both keeper and witness. And so Rebecca’s haunting becomes something else: the recognition that the women who come before us never entirely disappear. And maybe we don’t want them to.
Nothing had been moved. A corner of a room. A scent lingering in the air. A flower still standing in a glass vase. These traces of beauty… The house had kept everything faithfully. Some inherit houses. Some inherit letters tied together with ribbon and stored away in drawers.
I lay still and let the house remember me. The weight of a fabric. The memory of a body. A gesture. A glance. It gave back everything. Slowly. In pieces. The women who come before us leave their traces everywhere. A face I almost recognized. My own, perhaps. Or hers. And Manderley? Secretive and silent.
























































Wright of Derby painted the Derbyshire dale under a full moon: the river lit from above, the valley held in shadow. Nocturne borrows its palette of silvered greens and its refusal to fear the dark.


Van Gogh found the giant peacock moth in the asylum garden at Saint-Rémy and painted it before it could fly. A night creature, patterned and luminous: the collection’s emblem of transformation.


Rossetti's queen of hearts, painted in 1860: a woman framed by gilded hearts, meeting the viewer's eye with a pansy held like a verdict. Nocturne's women carry the same unhurried gaze.































































I am still dreaming.
Know your inheritance. Remember your story.
