INTERVALS: The Thought Process

in·ter·vals/ˈin-tər-vəls/
the difference in pitch between two tones

I didn’t set out to create a brand. I just wanted clothes I couldn’t find: simple, well-made pieces that didn’t shout. No loud prints, no overworked silhouettes. Just good fabrics that felt right against the skin, that moved with you. From matcha mornings to dinners that unfold slowly, from city streets to the sea at dusk.

What began as a search for simplicity became something deeper. A quiet study of rhythm, of flow, of space.

Growing up, I studied music. I’d sit in solfeggio classes, half-listening, half-dreaming. They’d talk about intervals, the space between two notes. The transition that shapes them. That idea stayed with me. Later, in my final year of university in New York, I found myself in a jazz class. Miles Davis was playing in the background. Professor Daughtry, a huge fan, often brought his music into the room. There it was again: the same lesson, but louder. Jazz lives in the tension between structure and freedom, in the way it holds space for imperfection, for moments that don’t need to be filled. Sometimes, the best note is the one you don’t play.

That’s how I began to think about clothing. About space. About rhythm. About intervals.

An interval isn’t silence. It’s measured distance. It’s what gives contrast, what makes a note sing. That’s where 11MOONS lives: not in completion, but in the in-between. Just before the twelfth moon. Just before the moment resolves.

Each piece in INTERVALS was made with that in mind. Shirts for long breakfasts that stretch past noon. Pants for sun-drunk afternoons with nowhere to be. Shorts for that salty café hour after a swim, the one that somehow becomes dinner with friends you didn’t expect to run into.

Everything is stitched here in Dubai by real tailors, people who understand rhythm in their hands. Natural fabrics. Small batches. No rush.

Not fashion, exactly. Something quieter. Something slower. Something that lingers.

For the moments that don’t ask to be captured, only lived.

Antonio



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