Ten years of Vincent Vincent Bijoux feel like an open invitation to decode time through fragments of beauty. This isn’t just an anniversary—it’s a rite of passage, celebrating jewelry as a silent witness, capable of bending the rules of time and aesthetics. Behind the name, Manuel Menini isn’t simply a collector. He’s a seeker, a dreamer who turns precious materials into symbols—bridges between reality and possibility.
Words Domenico Costantini
Beyond Jewelry: Time as a Story
What lingers after an era fades? For Vincent, it’s the light captured in coral, diamonds, and sculpted stones—whispers of forgotten hands. “I’ve always dreamed of time travel,” he admits, “of erasing the line between past and present.” This restless craving for the unknown is at the heart of his work. Each piece becomes a portal, a sliver of nonlinear time where overlapping worlds collide. Imagine Bloomsbury meeting an Elizabethan fairy tale in a 21st-century loft.
His boutique in the heart of Porta Venezia, Milan, isn’t just a store; it’s a microcosm, a Wunderkammer that’s part theater, part memory vault. Here, Georgian silhouettes flirt with 19th-century patinas, and imperfections—cracks, flaws, raw edges—become Vincent’s favorite details. They’re glimpses of eternity, caught in a fracture.
The Jester and the Lady
Vincent’s designs are steeped in storytelling. One of his favorite pieces recalls a jester—a dreamer—and a lady lost among fractured mirrors. It’s an impossible love, reflected only in shards of diamonds and glass. “I’m the kind of person who owns nothing but holds everything,” he says. “A jester spinning stories for others.” This philosophy fuels his creations, turning them into talismans of hidden meanings—ancestral echoes for restless souls.
A Decade of Light
Ten years isn’t just a stretch of days; it’s layers of vision. Vincent Bijoux captures a relentless pursuit of the eternal, where every piece explores time as fluid and untamed. For Golden Age romantics and modern-day flâneurs, his atelier is more than a destination—it’s an experience.
“The essence isn’t in the gold or the diamond,” Menini says, “but in the light that passes through time.” A decade on, that light hasn’t dimmed. It’s still reflecting, refracting, and turning the ordinary into something timeless.
