Let there be light

Usually, when I am feeling truly inspired by life, I get struck by something very unexpected, something important; something that confirms the position of being with my eyes open wide, in front of everything. That was the feeling that crashed with my heart the second I got invited inside the universe of Valentino’s haute couture collection for this joyous spring.

Pier Paolo Piccioli declared:  "Fashion needs culture or it becomes empty." I agreed. Not exactly with the content of the quote but with the beauty of giving things a meaning, that truly is enhancing. The way one makes something and his or her explanation makes it relevant and rather meaningful. I love how communication is somehow a match that easily breaks a big fire, and this fire is the interpretation of the audience. I somehow see the audience as a crowd of puppets, especially when one’s got power behind a name or behind a story (influence). Nevertheless, leaving all puppets apart, I couldn’t love a bit more an audience which is composed of rebels. Those that say the truth, those that don’t go with the flow, those that have a vision, those that make part of the dialogue with no fear of  opportunity of originating some change. I believe that if the creator is alone in this dialogue, things are left just passion-less. I believe in disputes and in discovery, and this is what this collection instantly brought to my mind.

Not making deep emphasis on the obvious, the craftsmanship of this presentation was beyond life. All the filigree and the embroidery were truly a shadow of the context for this collection. Valentino’s passionate duo Pier Paolo Piccioli and Maria Grazia Chiuri based the collection on the age of Enlightenment, especially on Rousseau and the devotion to wisdom through change. This made me meditate about no matter how much technology or big cosmopolitan cities exist, human beings will always follow the path of nature just through intuition, emulating all the cycles and expressions that it experiences. I am talking specifically about the way the age of Enlightenment is a reflection of the season of spring, remembering how all decadence surrenders to a period of light, to a period of renaissance, to a period of raw features and mind blowing reproductions.

 It is simply amazing how beauty can be found in every step we take and how intricate everything in life and reality is. I love how one is always able to have a universal perspective of life and realize how everything is just in the right place, even behind all chaos, even with all of our nightmares.

This just brings me once again to what I never get tired of saying. Perfection always involves mistakes and failures. Perfection cannot be absolute and complete. Perfection is the capacity of things to evolve, to transform.

Isn’t it just the best to find inside something apparently so pristine, luxurious and perfect; the most raw and basic things of life?

All runway photos: vogue.it