I have a dream

FASHION WEEKS!

I hope one day I’ll be there, at the front row or behind the scene, somewhere! Because that’s definitely my world. It’s art in its pure state. But for now I have to be satisfied to see them on websites…thank you to technology!

Everyone has noticed the sobriety of dresses and models, the composure, simplicity, the elegance, key-word of this P/E trends. Despite everybody does anything to appear, to be always in the spotlight, by dressing and doing so overly eye-catching, fashion wants to remind us that simplicity is the secret of elegance , and chic is the real charm, it’s the key to success.

Have personality in interpreting the clothes, here’s what they require to be glamorous. Yes to sobriety, historical quotes, consciousness, fashion in the highest sense. No to circus parades!

There, some of my favourites italian looks of Milan FW.

Fendi

Versace

Prada

A Rome celebration of fashion

The 15th of September was a very special night in Rome.

I took two days for me with my friend to have part at the Vogue Fashion Night Out, in Rome for the first time. It was a night full of fashion and shopping. All the shops of the city center were open and they offered cocktails, dj sets and special products in limited edition. And there were baloons, lights, photographers, actors and models. It was like a big party marked by the rhythm of happiness, of youth, of elegance, of the will to live, of the desire to overcome the economic crisis. It was wonderful because everybody was smiling while he was drinking special cocktails in the shops and was watching the showcases. Every shop offered something special.

I bought a limited edition bag at Pennyblack’, a nail polish at Chanel from the limited edition of the blues (it’s sell only in Milan and Rome’s boutiques), something at H&M, a limited edition t-shirt and something in a characteristic italian shop. In a jewellery they also made me a golden tattoo! I made a lot of photos, and it was very funny to walk (too much!!) thought Rome’s streets in this festive atmosphere!

We also had the opportunity of visit “Todo o Nada”, a photographic exhibition by Mario Testino, set up for the Rome’s fashion event of this summer, Altaroma. I definitely loved it. Todo o nada, everything or nothing, the two camps of action of the photographer: fashion and the nude. All, the excesses, and nothing, pure semplicity. There were about fifty photos of models and actress. First, those dressed in the finest haute couture’s clothes, and these gradually falls and the bodies are revealed in their beauty.

I hope that fashion will always go on, because fashion is, first of all, beauty, and beauty is everything in life! We’re beauty, Italy’s beauty, fun and style, the perfect ingredients for a night illuminated by fashion!

A.

 

Between earth and sky: shoes!

 Tonight I have to invite you to read a post on an italian fashion and design blog, “Design With Love”. They asked to some italian fashion blogger some questions about shoes for a survey about italian shoes, as objects of desire, expecially for women. Well, they interviewed also me, so I’d like you to read the post by click to the following link.

Thank you so much and enjoy!

http://www.designwithlove.net/2011/09/intervista-arianna-palestini-si-capisce.html

Change!

What I like about fashion in CHANGE. Change means also that what we do today might be wothless tomorrow, but we have to accept that because we are in fashion. There’s nothing safe forever in fashion…fashion is a train that waits for nobody. Get on it, or it’s gone.

Karl Lagerfeld

I think that this is one of the true definitions of fashion. Indeed the roots of the word ‘fashion’, mode (française), mean change, rhythm, the constant rate of change. Be fashion means live our present time, live the change. And change is to be alive, and risk. But change is part of us, of our history since the beginning of time, because if man had not threathened to change, would not have discovered anything, technology does not exist. If a woman, one day, had not put pants on, would never have started the revolution that brought the woman to hold the same roles of men. Fashion goes hand in hand with the history: both, history and fashion go forward with CHANGE.

Let’s shopping

Dal momento che oggi parleremo di italiani, anche il post sarà in italiano!

Parliamo infatti di e-commerce, lo shopping online e del fatto che secondo alcune ricerche i nostri maschetti siano in pole position nelle compere virtuali. Strano, dal momento che essi siano spesso restii a seguirci per i negozi del centro! Eppure, sono tanto legati alla moda quasi quanto noi…ed ecco che scopriamo che sono i più spendaccioni d’Europa per le compere online.

Si tratta per lo più di 35-40enni, che a ogni ora del giorno prendono d’assalto i siti di shopping online in cerca delle migliori offerte, preferibilmente da soli e in ufficio (per evitare i pressanti consigli della propria dolce metà). Ma niente regali per partner e figli, gli acquisti li fanno solo per sé stessi.

Tra i motivi principali c’ è il fatto di sentirsi libero dal giogo dello shopping forzato per le vie del centro, lontano da confusione, code e stress, magari in compagnia di partner fagocitanti. Seguono la convenienza e anche la privacy.

La parola d’ordine nei siti di e-commerce è infatti “affordable luxury”, cioè la qualità e le firme a prezzi accessibili.

Ed effettivamente la convenienza c’è: non è necessario spostarsi nè per boutique nè per outlet, ma comodamente da casa, o dall’ufficio, si può scegliere il capo dei sogni come in un vero negozio, ma senza il fiato sul collo dei commessi, nè la musica a volte troppo assordante dei negozi, ma neanche le file alle casse, l’ansia di doversi sbrigare e chi più ne ha, più ne metta. Personalmente, acquisto volentieri su internet in particolare brand meno noti e più “introvabili” di quelli delle vie del centro, perchè mi piace distinguersi ed essere originale. Allo stesso modo penso anche che l’emozione di entrare in un negozio, toccare con mano ogni abito, ogni stoffa, ogni foggia, sia unica!

E voi che ne pensate dello shopping online?

P.S. le informazioni che vi ho riportato sono prese da una ricerca svolta dall'ufficio stampa di Private Outlet, uno dei più grandi e-commerce italiani.

http://it.privateoutlet.com/showroom

Paris…en Italie!

I’m sorry for not being here writing for so much long. But I’d like to re-start to talk to the world about fashion. For myself, first of all!

And I’d also like to re-start from me, I wanna try to make my life better, taking more time, more moments for myself, taking care of me, for being happy, for appreciate all the little things of everyday. I hope I’ll do my best for do that, indeed I always say I’ll change in better, but every time it’s hard to realize what I have in mind, obviously! And now, thanks to the Royal love story that came true right today, everyone feels like being in a fairy tale where everything’s perfect, and where the prince charmin is real and marry the princess!

Now, There are some photos of a French fair that is going around Italy with tipical products, that I visited this week in Fermo (a city near mine).

SpicesParfumes

Bon bons

Soaps

Baguettes

The way we live

Bloggers are now the most discussed figures in the fashion world because of their influence on people.

Well, now Internet, and so the blogosphere, is the best channel for the trasmission of ideas, infos and views, indeed in this century what matters is immediacy, and then images.  The point is that I don’t believe in fashion bloggers, like the ones that merely post their pictures around the world, and nothing else, and then they’ll be the most beautiful, intelligent and fashion people in the world.

I think that fashion is something else. First of all, it’s history, and then movement, design, architecture, it’s all the arts in one. Fashion is drawing, taking photos, writing, speaking. You can’t be powerful just wearing a dress, but without knowing its history, its past, or its future. Dresses are just the ultimate product of a intricate process.

I’m sorry, but fashion blogger must go down some stairs instead of taking all the credits for something they have chosen in a store or a boutique and that they call fashion. Fashion’s not Chanel or Louis Vuitton. Fashion is the way we live.

You can replicate!

A.

Some history and fashion

Women did not have the right to own anything except their wardrobes, wich is the reason women became so interested in clothes.

This line is about the social (and fashion) situation of women in the late nineteenth century, when women had to submit and obey their husbands, who’s the dominant figure in the society. In one hundred years the world changed a lot, thanks to all the women that fought with their associations in the name of more rights and liberty, also if we’re not free at all. However, still now, fashion is maybe the only thing that belongs to us. are women that move and feed the fashion world, dealing with the family through shopping. and maybe that's why shopping is the only thing that belongs to us, it’s also what we do best, and despite this, we’re never bored. Indeed, shopping is one of the few things that can make us truly happy, that gives us that rush of adrenaline that we need in the darkest moments.

Thanks to all the women, thanks to those who have believed and believe in us, and thanks to fashion that makes us feel alive, living for ourselves, not to gratify men.

If you never try, then you’ll never know

Travelling by train this afternoon, I was thinking about fear. Fear is what makes us men and women, but sometimes fear is also what causes many off our choices, and sometimes prevents us from life. For example, I’m so sorry for all those people who are scared by airplanes, because I think that flying is the most adrenalin- filled experience that could exist. And many people studied and fighted to get to this point to pursue the areonautics technology, changing the world, but most of the people are scared by this thrilling thing. But everyone should try this fantastic experience that culminates in the moment when the plane leaves from ground and takes flight.

And your heart beats loud, but then you can’t go back, but your fear is gone, and you feel your power. Leaving from ground, you leave all other fears, concerns, thoughts. It’s only you, the sky and the clouds. Nothing else!

Well, my message is try, try and try. Because even from fear can come a wonderful experience. As Coldplay sing, If you never try, then you’ll never know!

xoxo,

A.

Life as a market

buttons bought today

Friday morning. Weekly appointment with the city market.

It isn’t very big, neither with so that special things, but I love it, just because it’s MY city’s market! This morning, walking by the street with my friend, I was thinking about how special could be a market. It’ a puode pourri made of everything and everyone. Clothes, shoes, bags, jewellery added to flowers, fruits, vegetables, foods and cuisine’s stuff. You’re all in it, with the merchants that are there, awake from sunrise, and they’re there for you, selling their stuff, maybe to you. The grandmother, the mum, the girl coming back home from school, two friends. Everyone’s there for something, or nothings: maybe is there just to spend one hours,to find something that could makes you happy, to have a walk, to think, to meet people. Well, the point is that in the market there are many people with their own lives, their thinks and things, but all these things intersect, meet, overlap, and for those few moments you feel as if you were a friend of everyone, as if you lived in a happy world, made of shopping, but a world to share with everyone.

Well, my invite for today is to go to the market, trying this experience of simplicity. See, smell, touch, buy, give smiles. That’s the right place to do that!

xoxo,

A.

A Beauti-ful(l) love story

Studying for my fashion exams, I’m trying to find some time for this blog!

It’s wednesday today, so there should be a particular post about movies. Well, this time the movie is The Beauty and the Beast. Yes, it’s only a cartoon, but I think it’s the best cartoon ever, and it was made in 1991, like me! However, I would like to tell you about the musical that’s permorming in Italy (Rome this year!), that I’ve seen last Sunday at Brancaccio’s Theatre. Gourgeous. It’s a breathtaking performance, and you would like to cry for all the two hours. Indeed I think it’s the most romantic drama ever, and actors did their best to let us dream, and also think, in this beauti-ful(l) rapresentation, rich in sweetness, special effects, but also values.

Maybe almost everybody know the history of Belle and her adventures in the magic castle of the Beast, but not everyone knows that this fairy tale, written many times in diffents countries, has its birth with the Apuleio’s Amore e Psiche (do you know, Canova’s best work…), a love story about metamorphosis, magic and beauty.

So, during the musical made of Alan Menken’ Oscar’s soundrack, you can dream with Belle, her pure love agains the Beast’s beastly love, that first is material (maybe sexual instinct), but then It will be tranformed in true love, and that’s the love that make Belle think that there’s something else over the awful face of the Beast. She taught him to love, he gave her his heart, his castle, his beauty and his love, too!

Oooh, love is in the air…

“Ever just the same, Ever a surprise, Ever as before, Ever just as sure, As the sun will arise”

God save the women

At times, as in these days, I wonder me on our role, on our being to the world, on our being women.

I look back, in our history, and I see hundreds of women that they have fought and they have sacrificed their life in name of the woman, of the equal opportunities between man and woman. They have fought for changing their position of women remained too for a long time in the shade, overpowered by their patriarchal and sexist families, from their duties without rights, from the abuses, from the false beliefs of a mentality bigot that, to justify the animal instincts of the male, the woman assimilated to the demon, instead that to the direct daughter of Maria. But these ancestresses of ours, then, in the XIX century, thanks to the education, they finally wake up by the hypnosis that had possessed them from the beginning of the times. And they have understood that, in how much human beings that are born, grow, they breathe, they live and they die to the peer of the men, they don't have neither more neither less rights than them.

The problem is that today we seem to forget us of all the struggles and the following, innumerable conquests that these women have gotten for us. We continue to it stuffed to treat from minority, but above all we continue to be used as objects, only because we are us to allow it. We are to dress you unstick us to get the promotion from the head, we are who sell us in exchange for money, only and only of money, that the political scandals create, that we allow our men to betray their women with some lovers, because it is known, the man from the lover wants only a thing, and us, as lovers give it. And these scandals would not exist if we were to the level of the men, if we didn't make us treat from beasts, if we didn't sell us to gratify the men. The woman stays an accessory of the man however. If so it was not, the escorts would not exist.

And where are those revolutions of those women? They disappear, they don't exist anymore. We complain about there so much of the men and of their instincts, but we are us to give him rope, and it will be so always if we don't stitch there and the struggles that the suffragettes have begun continue.

We are special beings us, women, and the men must understand it. Because life would not exist without us, sweetness would not exist, neither the love, neither the beauty. All values that support and move the world.
Long life to us!

Amelia Earhart

Gabrielle Chanel

Maria Montessori

Marie Antoinette

Suffragette – Votes for women

Don’t forget the crystal shoe

As a fashion blogger, I have to say something about this year’s Golden Globes.

Globes excluded, I want to point your attention on the clothes of the stars.

And star is the exact word to describe Olivia Wilde’ ball gown by Marchesa, that make you feel like being in a dream…

And now, a pale pink dress parade, for a cotton candy world! Thank you to our madames, they still know how to be elegant but simply, to feel like modern princesses, and then every dream will come true!

So, Leighton Meester in Burberry Porsum, so chic and…hot….wow, that’s a breathtaking slit!

Megan Fox, with a very particular sleevless corset, she’s in Armani privè, too.

Sandra Bullock and her fashionable one shoulder gown, sooo sparkling, she’s like a grecian diva, wonderful…

And last, but not least, the best of all. She’s the best dramatic actress (for Black swan), the most beautiful, and with the best gown by Victor & Rolf, the best elegant but the simplest one. (PS.she’s pregnant, of course!).

Sweet dreams, with this gorgeous gowns, and remember that the magic will finish at midnight!

xoxo,

A.

A million girls would kill fot this job…

Well, from this wednesday I’ll do the wednesday’s movie post one every two weeks because I’m having so much to study, because of the semi-annual exams! Ideed, I have to work hard if I want to find my place in the fashion system, one day!

However, this week’s movie is…The Devil wears Prada, for us, fashionistas, it has became a sort of Bible.

This movie is rich of everything about fashion magazines. Leaving apart all the story about the similarity with Vogue America and her Anna Wintour, it’s a cauldron of fashion brands, fashion people, and a good documentary to know how’s the work in a fashion magazine.

My favourite character is –with no doubt- Nigel (Stanley Tucci). He’s fantastic, so stilish and elegant, so strong, but sweet at the same time!

It seems that the best of the movie are clothes. Indeed the costume designer is Patricia Field, the same of Sex and the City. Everyone wears very special and expensive stuff: Chanel, Donna Karan, Vivienne Westwood, D&G, and Prada shoes, of course!

Many are the main scene, but the most hilarious (but extremely true, because based on a real fashion’s theory –the Trickle down) is the one of the choice of the clothes for the shoot, when Andy smiled seeing two belts apparently eguals, but of two differents gradients, and Miranda shows her all the fashion system of the trickle.

An how to forget the Paris Fashion Week?! A worldwide event that every of us dream (and they know it!).

Well, what can I say? All the movie is an open book to this faboulous world, is a picture in that there’s all the fashion magazine’s system and the deep mean of that.

Don't you know that you are working at the place that published some of the greatest artists of the century? Halston, Lagerfeld, de la Renta. And what they did, what they created was greater than art because you live your life in it.

Hoping I’ll be a clackers one day,

A.

C’est bizarre!

I heard that funny thing this evening at the newscast and I had to tell you what happened this afternoon in London and some cities around the world.

Well, today’s the No Trousers Tube Ride Day: around 100 people travelled on the Bakerloo Line from Charing Cross to Paddington and back…without trousers, wearing only panties. It should seem something normal and usual to other passengers, indeed this 100 people were part of an organised affair and they were instructed to pretend they didn’t know each other and not to talk to other passengers, thay also had to say that they had forgotten their trousers accidentally.

What a faboulous thing! The best is that it was done to promote more silliness in the world and give people something to laugh at.

I think that only our british friends could do something like that….très bizarre!

Thank you so much, because there’s still someone who knows how to laugh and make people laugh in this society now sad and mechanics,so tied to appear, to show himself for what we are not…

xoxo,

A.

Adieu

Speaking of fashion, this week I had to sacrifice the wednesday movies’ theme to tell you something about a model.

Probably you have heard about her, Isabelle Caro.

I know it’s an annoying argument, over discussed, but I have to do my part, as everyone. Our lives are made also of these arguments, not only of happy ones, as we want there to be only beautiful moments.

Well, Miss Caro was born in 1982 and since she was 13th she suffered from anorexia nervosa,caused by what she told ‘a trumbled childhood’. She also said that she started to slim down drastically when a fashion stylist told her that she had to loose 10 kilos. And she did it, and came to other modeling agencies and, although she was 40 kilos weight, nobody was hit by her exagerated skinnes, because they’re accustomed to see girls such skinny.

She was 30 kilos when she posed for Oliviero Toscani for a photo anti-anorexia for an italian brand. Isabelle decided to do this shoot beacuse she wanted to let people see what is anorexia really, how will you become if you’re anorexic, she fighted, she was in coma, but she re-started to eat.

Caro tryied to pass a law in Parliament saying that you can't model if you're too skinny, also if her anorexia was caused not only by fashion, but mainly by her family troubles.

Well, that’s another appeal to the entire world to help everybody who suffers of this terrible disease, not only physical, but psycological!

Everyone should feel beatiful in his body, fat, thin, tall, small, blonde hair, big nose: is our diversity to make us beautiful!

PS. Isabelle died the 17th november 2010…

A new start, a new life!

As every year, I would like to promise to myself that this year will be different.

But it could be a very ridicoulous thing to say. In fact every new year is different, every new year we’re older and every new year must be special.

However, I wanna say you that this year I’ll do my best:

• I wanna travel, but more than last year ( I went in Liguria and in Amsterdam)
• I wanna spend money and buy only for special things
• I wanna be a very good friend
• I wanna find my prince
• I wanna be elegant, every day, for every occasion

Well, these are my intentions for the new year for now…I’ll update you if I wanna add something!

So I wish you a sparkling 2011, rich in happyness, smiles, sweetness and love!

xoxo,

A.

She wants to make the difference

Another wednesday, another movie.

It's Mona Lisa Smile Time, one of my favourite's movies.

A full-length movie, filled with everything from fashion, described simply perfect. We're between 1953 and 1954, one would think that the designers have taken up this film for fashion shows of this winter.

Long skirts, cardigans, starched shirts, hats, veils, red lipstick and strings of pearls.

Everything is so incredibly perfect.

Fashion has certainly a very important role in this movie, since that enriches every scene, every dialogue, debate, romantic moment are highlighted by the captivating beauty of the clothes that we dream today, because is tha peace and prosperity tipical of 50s that we dream today, in this period of crisis. And are these elements that tell the story, as well as to issues related to the irreversible change of that decade: contraception, divorce, free love, women's empowerment, new music, rock 'n'roll, unconventionality, which are opposed to the traditional, bourgeois values, the disparity between the sexes, the division of roles, pairs that divide people, but all of these things make you fall in love with that class of art of the female Wellesley College!

Such an amazing movie that went deep inside women souls searching for reasons why us, complete, wonderful and capable creatures are voluntarily lowering our own expectations from life when we literally have everything to open new worlds to the world we live in.

Enjoy, and fallow my advice!

My parents say my future is right on the horizon.

- Tell them the horizon is an imaginary line that recedes as you approach it.

Look beyond the paint. Let us try to open our minds to a new idea.

My teacher, Katherine Watson, lived by her own definition, and would not compromise that. Not even for Wellesley. I dedicate this, my last editorial, to an extraordinary woman who lived by example and compelled us all to see the world through new eyes. By the time you read this, she'll be sailing to Europe, where I know she'll find new walls to break down and new ideas to replace them with. I've heard her called a quitter for leaving, an aimless wanderer. But not all who wander are aimless. Especially not those who seek truth beyond tradition; beyond definition; beyond the image.