It is like a sun that suddenly breaks through the clouds to reveal a landscape where a city flooded with light in a second transforms everything without changing anything. Haute Couture transforms not reality, but the perception we have of it. At the first show, sometimes, suddenly, it bathes us with an irresistible ray, and with such force, that it makes us irremediably happy like a prick of the happiness needle. And there, apart from all aesthetic considerations, it makes your reality vibrate. This is how beauty and emotion come together in the evidence of a life sublimated by a dress that some people call the “Garment” but, forgive them Lord, they do not know what they are saying.

Beauty is enough to give meaning to this passing life. But, unfortunately, we live in a world where the beautiful and the ugly merge and we do not have the capacity to separate them, because some Men of the Court, who constitute it, wish to draw some substances that life imposes on them just to change their car. Continue reading →