





With JINN, I tried to do something that didn’t really make much sense. Find one fabric that would let you breathe under the full desert sun, yet look like a fucking suit in the evening. I tested it. It didn’t work. I could have looked for a compromise. A fabric that would be somewhat breathable and somewhat elegant. But I didn’t want two things that were only halfway right. So I split JINN into two worlds. The first got suiting fabric.
Structure. Zippers. Weight. This is the JINN you wear when you walk into the best hotel in Dubai in the evening and look like you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. And the second? It got linen. Because when you step out of an air-conditioned hotel straight into the desert sun, the whole philosophy changes in a second. Here, the clothing needs to breathe. It needs to be light. Airy. It needs to move with you instead of sticking to your body and reminding you every five minutes that it’s forty degrees outside.
But I didn’t want to simply make a linen set. It still had to be JINN. The silhouette stayed. So did the belt inspired by combat sports and the figure of a jinn emerging from a lamp. The scarf stayed too. The first version was long. It was meant to be wrapped like a turban. In practice, there was too much of it. So we shortened it. Because if a detail gets in the way, I’m not going to defend it just because it looked good on paper.
This version of JINN is simpler. Lighter. More everyday. But more rebellious. It’s the same idea, just created for a different time of day. One JINN comes out after dark. This one comes out when the sun is at its highest. JINN SET 02. Karl Tomas. Born in the desert. Made for the heat.