What you choose to live with says more than you think.
Welcome to our world of chosen objects
Luxury FX InDᵉ/cm²
Intention Density per square centimeter
The amount of meaning compressed into an object.
Or a space.
Not measured in square meters.
Nor in the number of zeroes.
But in atmosphere.
In craftsmanship.
In emotional weight.
Because luxury was never about having more.
Only about feeling more.
Traditional metrics have no unit for this.
HBV does.
And yet…you felt something.
That’s the point. 🙂
Where light begins SIMON KENNY
Enter quietly.
Let the colour breathe and the silence speak.
Somewhere within this light
you might realize the universe has been looking for you too
11'900 CHF
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A star is born MEET OUR LATEST
SCENE STEALERS
New in. Just landed. Already vibing with your boldest self.
These aren’t just arrivals — they’re little rebellions in gloss and grit.
HBV approved. ✨
1'810 CHF
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Boldly Divine BORN OF FIRE.
BOUND TO FOREVER.
Not trends. Not things.
They arrive as relics of tomorrow, carved in the present yet speaking to forever.
To touch them is to join a lineage, a covenant of makers and dreamers who dared before you.
To live with them is not to decorate, but to vow – to hold beauty as a sacred inheritance,
a flame passed from hand to hand,
never owned, only guarded.
Minds Too Bold to Obey WHERE BEAUTY
REFUSES TO BEHAVE
Some shape beauty with chisels and fire. Others with ideas that shape worlds.
From the “Oscars” of the design world, where visionaries are discovered,
to ateliers that dare to blend centuries of heritage with fearless experimentation,
to a sisterhood that turned pop-culture into museum-quality art —
each name we choose carries more than a label.
They carry a way of seeing.
They carry a way of daring.
They carry the spark of rebellion we live for.
Not all will make art the same way, or in the same place,
but every one of them creates something you can’t walk away from —
and wouldn’t want to.
Because of Beauty WHEN BEAUTY SPEAKS,
MEANING FOLLOWS
In a world that never pauses,
we forget to notice the silent companions around us —
the objects we choose,
the ones we let cross the threshold of our lives.
But here’s the secret:
they’re not just things. Oh no.