SOURCING THE MOROCCO COLLECTION
The ancient city of Fes is a feast for the senses.
Inside the Blue Gate, market stalls stretch in a continuous riot along the cobbled streets. Mountains of fresh produce give way to carts full of more varieties of olives than you can count on your fingers. You pass through clouds of chamomile, the tease of freshly baked bread, and the sudden, acrid scent of animals. As the street slopes downward, shop owners hawk their wares in one language, and then in another. It is laughably easy to get lost in the tangled web of alleyways. It is impossible not to be enchanted.