Ah, it looks pencil skirts are back.
Nice knitted cardigan jackets.
Someones going to jump at those rose-printed dirndls.
And, what, wait, is that actually fur?
People representing a couple of generations were wearing themcheery, for a change.
And with that, its so very tempting to say, thank you, basta and goodnight!
Because does thinking and talking about fashionalwayshave to feel like an intelligence test?
Firstly, there was a video installation by Cecile B. Evans playing on various screens.
A lone scientist-translator who may have been a sole survivor was tinkering with retrieving a womans memory.
An old hand-held video camera floated across the scene like a lost spaceship at one point.
Holding onto memories and treasuring what makes us human becomes more important than ever.
And there were the baby clothes: tiny dresses or woolly cardigans worn with colorful ribbed tights.
I think they are classics.
Everyone can choose from them to be a child, or a lady.
Every single morning, I decide if Im going to be 15-years-old, or a lady near death.
I didn’t know what she was doing.
Well, thats a memory to store away.
