These last few days have been crazy; it was the Milan Fashion Week. A chain of events, fashion shows, parties and as my cousin says, “things for beautiful people” have been held at an accelerated pace.
Not that long ago fashion was a reflection of history, women had to wear a turban because in times of the II World War didn’t have money to buy shampoo. Things change more and more rapidly. Now is an artistic show at every level (and I don’t mean just the fashion parade), it follows the philosophy of reinventing every day, and this is what we see on the streets; astonishing combinations, looks that make sense only for this week.
If we did an analysis of style, what would be the modern uniform? I believe that constant innovation is the answer to this question and is that, finally, all that preserves is your own identity, which ultimately makes you inimitable.