Alejandro de Miguel's workshop, at the end of Comandante Franco de Miguel Esteban Street, Toledo, at an hour and a half of Madrid's motorway, is a very white and diaphanous ship where dozens of seamstresses are engaged in stitching with thread of all colors with sewing machine as well as with finger, needle and thread. Between their hands, on test mannequins, and hung in cumshot bars, they shine dozens of dresses in different degrees of executio…
Alejandro de Miguel's workshop, at the end of Comandante Franco de Miguel Esteban Street, Toledo, at an hour and a half of Madrid's motorway, is a very white and diaphanous ship where dozens of seamstresses are engaged in stitching with thread of all colors with sewing machine as well as with finger, needle and thread. Between their hands, on test mannequins, and hung in cumshot bars, they shine dozens of dresses in different degrees of executio…