MOOR, Woven Throw Blanket

This piece was made for weather.

For rooms that feel drafty even when the windows are closed. For evenings where the light fades early and everything sounds louder than it should. The Wuthering riff lives in that space between shelter and exposure, and MOOR is its softest artifact.

The image is woven, not printed. Threads carry the landscape the way memory does, slightly blurred, slightly heavy. The fringe lets the scene unravel at the edges, like wind pulling at fabric on an open hill.

Drape it over a chair like a relic. Hang it like a tapestry. Or pull it close when the house goes quiet.

This is not a blanket for warmth alone.
It’s for atmosphere.
For endurance.
For staying.

Studio Note:
Wuthering is the sound of wind hitting stone. This throw translates that feeling into weight, texture, and time. Made to feel lived with, not styled once.

• Machine wash cold

• Cotton