Jess is wearing a top by Melitta Baumeister

HEMOS PERDIDO AUN

Amid whispers of forgotten treasures and fleeting moments, this story blooms - a reflection of love’s quiet decay and beauty’s impermanence. Taken inspiration from a poem by Pablo Neruda’s, it drifts through shadows of what was, tracing the delicate ache of loss and the lingering sweetness of what remains. A tender meditation on memory and the fragile essence of the things we cherish most.

PHOTOGRAPHER COLIN PATRICK SMITH @c_p_smith
HAIR DENNIS GOTS @dennisgots @forwardartists
MAKEUP JOHANNA NOMIEY @johannanomiey @homeagency using @submission.beauty
STYLING EMILY RAE ROSENSTEIN @emilyraerose using only upcoming and independent designers, as well as archive, vintage and personal pieces 
SET DESIGN ROBERT DORAN @robertdoran_ @frankreps
CASTING MOLLIE MAGUIRE @molliemaguire Submission Casting + Management
MODELS CAMERON @cameronleephan @kev_mgmt JESS @imjesshu @stormmodels JESUS RACHEL @stormmodels ZOE @zoeelisebullock @newpandemics
LIGHTING ASSISTANTS DEVIN WILLIAMS @1000000000devwill KENDALL PACK @kendallconnorpack
HAIR ASSISTANT DENISSE VILLAVAZO GUTIERREZ @denisse.villa
STYLING ASSISTANT BIANCA LEXIS @bianca__lexis
SPECIAL THANK YOU THE FABLE STABLE@fablestable

Hemos perdido aún este crepúsculo.
Nadie nos vió esta tarde con las manos unidas
mientras la noche azul caía sobre el mundo.
He visto desde mi ventana
la fiesta del poniente en los cerros lejanos.
A veces como una moneda
se encendía un pedazo de sol entre mis manos.
Yo te recordaba con el alma apretada
de esa tristeza que tú me conoces.

  • Zoe is wearing a dress by Roberto Sanchez

  • Jesus is wearing a jacket and shorts by David Koma, earrings by PAUME Los Angeles and stylists’ own shoes by Maison Margiela

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Entonces, dónde estabas?
Entre qué gentes?
Diciendo qué palabras?
Por qué se me vendrá todo el amor de golpe
cuando me siento triste, y te siento lejana?
Cayó el libro que siempre se toma en el crepúsculo
y como un perro herido rodó a mis pies mi capa.
Siempre, siempre te alejas en las tardes
hacia donde el crepúsculo corre borrando estatuas.
Pablo Neruda, “Hemos Perdido Aun”

  • Jesus is wearing a jacket and shorts by David Koma, earrings by PAUME Los Angeles and stylists’ own shoes by Maison Margiela

  • Cameron is wearing a jacket and trousers by Goodfight, stylist’s own vintage shirt and his own jewelry and shoes

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We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.
Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin between my hands.
I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

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Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?
The book fell that is always turned to at twilight
and my cape rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.
Always, always you recede through the evenings
towards where the twilight goes erasing statues.
Pablo Neruda, “We Have Lost Even”

  • Zoe is wearing an archival top by Balenciaga from Arbitrage NYC

  • Cameron is wearing a jacket and trousers by Goodfight, stylist’s own vintage shirt and his own jewelry and shoes

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