Syndicated from The Black Renaissance
I have said many things and thought many more things about the fashion industry and what it means. But after all the academic conjecture, intellectual posturing, and informed dialogue, the essence of fashion stays the same. Fashion is not the garments that hang sloppily on uninspiring clothes rails in retail departments. It is that magic between sight and touch, of movement and flight, of light and hidden shadows; a testament to the kind of beauty that makes one so wondrously teary. That is true fashion.
The soundtrack is called “Migrating Birds” by Brice Davoli. It reminds me a little of Phillip Glass…