scrunchie with frill edge

ìHigh in the hills of Granada, I find a home among kindred spirits in the Sacromonte caves ó a sanctuary for self-expression. I stand with mi nueva familia as a dancer stamps her feet. Castanets answer. A richly embroidered shawl whirls before me. Electricity gathers. The rhythm presses in. My heart begins to thump in time with her boots and the passionate calls of ì°agua!î and ì°vamos all·!î Her face is a tapestry of pain and passion, the dance moves through every inch of her body. My sangria is warm, but I cannot look away. This is El Duende ó spirit, soul.î

- Founder and Creative Director, Camilla Franks