EROS

Introducing 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗿 – a passion project long in the making. Brought to life with a dream team of creatives, the idea from the very beginning was clear: we wanted to work with 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗸 materials in a meaningful way. With access to Lamintess’ archive, our journey unfolded through countless design iterations, prototypes, naming phases and branding directions. Our aim was simple: create a functional product with a strong fashion appeal. 𝗔𝗶𝗿 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗿 features the 𝗦𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝟱𝟭𝟱𝟵 Tinto Mosso WR by @lamintess_srl — a micro–ripstop nylon with a dry touch and slightly crinkled look, enhanced by a piece-dyed treatment. A light WR finish adds water repellency, making it even more adaptable. Working intentionally with 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗸 was central to this project. Discovering this specific cut of Spinnaker fabric wasn’t just luck — it was exactly the kind of lightweight, packable, functional material we set out to repurpose into a convenient companion for fast, everyday life. Team Initiators: @hamelmann.work aka @erossolutions & @material.archive Bag Design: @mo.bilephone Graphic Design / Branding: @martinmajor Air Carrier Production: @rovo_group Photography: @maximilian_semlinger Talent: @ha.n._.n.ah Styling: @lottidefant Packaging: C/O Lauscher

In the garden where hearts unfold, Eros walks in green and gold. Each petal blooms where lovers meet, And time stands still beneath their feet.

Eros, quiet in his aim, Carved your name beneath my flame. I did not bleed, I did not cry— I simply loved, and knew not why.

A thread unseen, so fine, so tight, Drawn by Eros in the night. Though worlds may pull and time may sever, He ties our souls as one—forever.

Eros sees with endless sight, Beyond the day, beyond the night. Through every past and every fate, He binds our hearts—love won’t abate.

Eros lit a flame so bright, It burns through day, it glows at night. No water stills, no time can tame— A love too wild to bear a name.

Eros whispered in my ear, “Love is wild, yet hold it near.” Now I chase your fleeting trace, A phantom touch, a warm embrace.

A kiss from Eros, swift and sweet, Turned my heart to molten heat. No escape and no regret, Only love—forever set.

Eros rides the evening air, Soft as shadows, light as prayer. Every breeze that lifts my hair Carries your touch—you're always there.

Not all arrows wound the same, Some bring fire, some bring pain. Eros aimed with steady hand— Now I am yours, at love’s command.

Eros plays a wicked game, A spark, a touch, a whispered name. A heart once still now beats anew, Forever bound—my soul to you.

Eros sent a golden thread, To weave the dreams within my head. Now every thought returns to you, A love so deep, so pure, so true.