In twinkling lights above the runways, the Valentino show started with this message: “The people you love become ghosts inside you and like this you keep them alive.”
It was a message from a Scottish poet, Robert Montgomery, sent out both digitally with the lights and in a little book on every chair:Valentino on Love. Inside, four poets had written few, but meaningful words. “In your eyes I can see an eternity,” mused Mustafa the Poet, a 22-year-old Grammy award-winning songwriter from Toronto, who also wrote, “We can’t escape what keeps us dreaming.”
Pierpaolo Piccioli, Valentino’s creative director, wants to keep on dreaming for his fashion house, and the collection had the sweet feel of women oblivious to the world around them, as they wrapped the soft clothes across their bodies or let the fabric slither over them.https://www.instagram.com/p/BujuaKgh8CX/?utm_source=ig_embedThis show came only a few weeks after Pierpaolo’s noble and emotional haute couture dedicated to the beauty of black women. But this was a ready-to-wear collection, which could not be filled with the swish of floor-length fabrics, nor the dream quality of couture.https://www.instagram.com/p/BujcuEnnYMQ/?utm_source=ig_embedBut the designer was going to have a try at melding dream and reality. Using an association with the poets and with the visual originals, such as Jun Takahashi of Undercover, Pierpaolo made clothes that flowed across the body with the ease born of a master tailor and an exceptional Italian studio.
