Kumara’s got a lot going on, and you’re the VIP on the top of its guest list; lucky you. It’s round frame greets you at the door. Next you’re in its maple wood, and you can’t help but feel more alive. You get comfortable in its organized and clean-cut line work, and you know you’re in the moment. But then its asymmetrically striped temples tap you on the shoulder and motion to the back. You step into the back, and it is an explosion of color and motion and import. You. Have. Arrived.