MUSIC BOX

usic and magic boxes. Treasure-troves. Jewellery boxes. Minute songbirds. Flowers, buds. Sweet melodies. The fashion show is an innocent, tender experience. A hymn to romanticism. A lullaby. An ode to childhood and femininity. Pale-skinned. They wore lace, brocade, tulle and upholstery fabrics. They sparkled with crystal chandelier earrings and wide-brimmed hats decorated with pearls. They wore floral dresses, pussy bow blouses, ribbons, puff sleeves and plush bears. Poetic dreamers enveloped in embroidered satin pillowcases. Modigliani’s nostalgic women walked the runway at . They were portraits of girls on a Sunday morning. Elegant and ethereal in their mended clothes and spliced together lace and brocades. Dotted with roses, foliage and silver buds. Their long necks were wrapped in wool. Their step unhurried. The collection was an ode to sacred days, whispers and silence. dressed jeunes filles in crimson. Young ladies blossoming from a rose garden. They wore airy dresses with languid transparencies, red petals and floral embroidery over organza and taffeta surfaces. They wrapped up in furs, cashmere, organza and Chantilly lace. Delicate presences in light, soft tones of candy floss, pale pink and sea mist. Renaissance dames invaded the runway. In silk baby dolls, sleek elegant slip dresses, satin and lace in the colours of precious stones, crystals and minerals: jade, sapphire, pink quartz and ruby. These were the women of Botticelli and Piero della Francesca. Young brides with white veils and dresses of timeless elegance. ’s children of the night took flight towards the moon. They were lyrical and mysterious. With eyes covered with precious veils they were dressed in black lace and shimmers. Purple polka dot tulle covered the hands and neck. Bodies were wrapped in intarsia woollens, tartan, lurex, deco surfaces in shades of slate-grey, purple and emerald. Winter is the season for childhood, for precious little things. A treasure-trove of delicacy. A doll’s cradle. . Music boxes with twirling ballerinas dancing to a suspended tune. Composing a never-ending enchantment.