BRUSSELS
Photos by Julie Ansiau
At Kilometre Paris, each piece seeks to tell a story of travel through Couture & Embroidery. With our 'Caravans', we invite you to join us on our worldly travels and experience unique events in which fashion meets storytelling.
Through our stops around the world, we shine lights on each of our 'muses': those exceptional individuals who inspire us with their passions and their individuality. These encounters offer the opportunity to immerse yourself in a universe where each garment, crafted with care & detail, represents a journey, an enriching experience which we hope to share.
Under the direction of Alexandra Senes and with the eyes of talented photographers such as Sarah Forgie, Bennu Gerede & Julie Ansiau, we've documented these exchanges, offering an intimate & authentic way of celebrating at our creations. This fifth edition of Caravan takes place in Brussels, with 12 inspiring muses, each enriching our adventure. Join us on an unforgettable journey of fashion and creativity.
Zephir
We at Kilometre Paris would like to present our muse: Zephir. A wanderer between worlds, a seeker of stories, a creator forever chasing the echoes of his childhood mind. He does not move in straight lines — he drifts, he dances, he dives headfirst into the unknown. Music, film, words, images, whatever medium will let him capture the magic, whatever form will let him make sense of the world's shadows. His curiosity is not passive; it is hungry, restless, insatiable.
For Zephir, work and dreams are one and the same. He does not separate what he loves from what he does — he simply follows the thread of what compels him. His process is one of release: creating, sharing, setting his work free to live beyond him. That is how he grows. That is how he levels up. And now, the next chapter — X2, the album waiting to take shape, to find its voice, to become.
And then, Belgium. To be Belgian today? Perhaps it is to be among the privileged, to stand on a foundation of stability in an unstable world. But Zephir is never fully here or there. His favorite places exist in moods, in atmospheres, in fleeting moments that become stories. A snowy forest, kissed by the sun. A small apartment in Brussels, the scent of cake in the air, new songs spinning into existence.
How would you describe yourself?
"I would say that I'm someone who's running behind his child mind. I'm really curious in a way, so that's why I want to try everything and do a lot of different stuff, music, directing videos, traveling... Attracted by others' stories and dreams who draw the world with nuances and magic."
Are you living your dream or just working a job?
"Would say both. Thanks to my dreams being my jobs. I'm so lucky to be confident enough to do what I want to do. The only way for me to keep going is to release my works, show them, let them live and learn."
Where is your favourite place in the world?
"Could be somewhere in the quiet and the majesty of a snowy forest lit by the sun to be part of a tale. Or in my flat in Brussels during autumn, cooking cakes and singing new songs."
France Hankart
We at Kilometre Paris would like to present our muse: France. There are women who wear many hats. France wears wigs, quite literally. One night, she's in Chantilly, dressed head-to-toe in '80s Olivia Newton John glam, peroxide-blonde perruque, leg warmers, Vanity 6 blasting through the speakers of a Ferrari F40. The next morning? She's handing out leftovers to a stranger in the street, offering shelter to a woman in distress. That's not a contradiction — it's her nature.
Born on the 14th of July (a date dripping in irony), she is Belgian, not French, and proud of it. And prouder still of her quarter Congolese heritage, passed down from her grandmother, who always told her: "You've got something in your blood. That's why people love you." She hosts dinners where guests arrive with nothing in common and leave bonded by laughter and red wine. She is a connector, a federator, a soul that makes others feel at home.
Today, she's working on two projects. One, a hotel reborn from disaster. The other, a dance school — a place not for ballerinas in leotards, but for release, for movement, for joy. She's building it not for profit, not for prestige, but because in a world made of concrete and grey skies, she still believes in joy. France does not live one life. She collects them. Tries them on like wigs. And that, for us at Kilometre Paris, is the very definition of a muse.
Kendell Geers & Cendrine
We at Kilometre Paris would like to present our muses: Kendell Geers & Cendrine du Welz. There are artists, and then there are forces of nature — Kendell Geers is the latter. A man who does not whisper but shouts, who does not decorate but detonates. His work is a battleground where history is dragged, kicking and screaming, into confrontation with the present. Born into the brutality of apartheid-era South Africa, Geers became an artist because language alone was insufficient.
His art is a manifesto. Broken beer bottles spell out self-portraits, barbed wire coils like a crown of thorns, neon signs flash words that don't comfort but confront. His work interrogates power, colonialism, the hypocrisy of institutions. It is both for and against. Political, but never correct. Beside him, Cendrine du Welz — the steady hand, the quiet force. Not merely a witness to his storms, but the one who holds steady while they rage.
And now, the next explosion: Everything is True, Nothing is Permitted. An exhibition that does not bow, does not bend, does not soothe. Hosted at Brutus in Rotterdam, this project in collaboration with A/Political brings together artists who refuse to be silenced — who have suffered for their art, their gender, their identity, and have transmuted that suffering into radical, unyielding creation.
Beatriz Vilchez Silva
We at Kilometre Paris would like to present our muse: Beatriz Vilchez Silva. A seeker of sound, a cartographer of rhythm, a weaver of unseen connections. Music is not just something she listens to; it is something she deciphers, something she feels in frequencies beyond the audible. From Mozart to the pulse of Detroit techno, her journey has never been linear — it spirals, it unfolds, it deepens.
BangdaBoom, her electronic soirées in Brussels, is not just a party — it is a meeting place, a sanctuary for those who understand that music is not decoration, but communion. Here, age dissolves, barriers fade, and the motherbeat reigns supreme. A decade in brand and business strategy, building something of her own while raising three sons — an act of balance, of will, of relentless forward motion.
And then, there is retreat: the cabins in the Southern Alps, where silence is a language of its own, where the closest road is a 15-minute walk and, in winter, the only way in is with snowshoes. Here, the pace shifts. Here, time stretches. Here, she is reminded that another way of living is not just possible, but necessary.
How would you describe yourself?
"I would describe myself as a late bloomer and a curious soul with a deep love for music. I tend to be discerning about what I listen to — valuing authenticity and soul over commercial appeal. What matters to me is genuineness — in music, in experiences, in life."
Where is your favourite place in the world?
"My favorite place in the world is our cabins in the Southern Alps, far from the madding crowd. Up there, surrounded by pristine wilderness, I get a profound sense that another world is possible. It helps me focus on what's really important."
