On the golden pavements of Rome, where the thread of history intertwines with that of precious fabrics, the House of Fendi celebrates its centenary like sewing a ball gown: with patience, audacity and memory.

February saw the birth of a symphony of autumn and spring, a fashion show where past and future waltzed together in the Italian light. But the needle of destiny does not stop. For September, the house left Milan for a moment… only to return, in a majestic couture show.

Venturini Fendi, muse and master hand, did not send a simple invitation. She folded the souvenir like a rare fabric: an accordion of tenderness, a booklet sewn from photographs. On one, she, as a child, was already playing at becoming an icon in a 1966 campaign. On another, the Fendi sisters Paola, Franca, Carla, Anna and Alda, like five fingers on the same hand, in the Via Borgognona workshop, guardians of Adele’s dream.

While the Spazio Fendi on Via Solari returns to its renovated splendour, the house is preparing to open a new palace: a modern showcase on Via Montenapoleone, where the windows shine like jewels. Four floors for fashion, two more for the pleasures of taste, with a Langosteria suspended between sky and city, a terrace open like a buttonhole on Milan.

And behind the scenes, the creative thread continues to vibrate: who will take over from Kim Jones, the embroiderer of elegance who left after four years of sculpted beauty? Names are being whispered, old and new, like sketches on tissue paper. Fendi isn’t just celebrating a century. It is already weaving the next one, stitch by stitch.