Washline
The car wash should come to you, not the other way around.
Car washing is either the grim concrete tunnel you queue for or the unbranded guy with a bucket. Neither belongs in a premium driveway. Washline is for the customer who books everything else to their door and expects their car care to arrive with the same polish.
The mark is a deliberate tension — a flowing script W against a hard industrial sans. The script carries the care; the sans carries the competence. Powder blue and near-black keep it closer to wellness than garage.
The van is the true flagship — livery on the flank, a fitted interior of branded bottles, buckets and towels that turns the open boot into a showroom. From there it runs across a powder-blue uniform with woven monogram patch, a labelled product range, and an app where the same restraint governs the screen: "Reza is on the way," a 4.9 Pro rating, arrival in seven minutes. The art direction runs a clean coastal lifestyle register and a working register — the hose, the gloves, the foam down the door — proof the polish goes all the way through.
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