The devil and the Holy water
There is a difference, ever less sensitive, between fashion and mask. On the one hand there is the chance, the eccentricity and that touch of irony that allow a woman to play and understand fashion, become an aesthetic expression and a visual stimulus for those who want to understand fashion – on the other, there are theater and carnival.
A few days, a combination of actresses sitting in the audience for the AVN awards (the Oscar of porn) and the stars on the red carpet of the Met Gala in recent years. The first sober and composed, the second ones seemed to want to steal the set from them.
This premise is lawful today to introduce the best dresses (and the worst ones) seen last night in New York – at the opening of the exhibition that tells how the image of the Catholic religion has influenced in recent centuries the common aesthetic – Heavenly Bodies, the title that by scrolling through the photos, sounds like a nemesis.
Met Gala 2018
Text Angelica Carrara
Every (wo)man for him/herself! Let’s face it, considering the theme of this year’s Met Gala that links fashion to the Catholic faith. It is that Monday of the year, the evening of the first Monday of May, when high society, fashion industry, the best of Hollywood and someone else still meet in the Upper East Side. The Met Gala is co-hosted by Amal Clooney, Rihanna, Donatella Versace and Anna Wintour, the inauguration gala of Heavenly Bodies, Fashion and the Catholic Imagination exhibition. The theme is a comparison of rituals – or profanity – among forty sacred parameters never released from the walls of the sacristy of the Sistine Chapel, and fashion.
Temporal or spiritual power? The devil and the Holy water. Designers who sew crosses and votive images on cocktail dresses will be saved – perhaps. Golden crowns, or thorny ones, tiaras and angel wings. The scandalous and blasphemous talk is so nineties. The most beautiful, unanimously worldwide this morning, appears Blake Lively in Versace. Debutable, Rihanna with papal tiara and mini dress studded with stones signed by John Galliano for Maison Margiel. Not fashion but theater and carnival then for Jennifer Lopez in Balmain and Lana del Rei in Gucci – too unnecessarily sexy Emily Ratatosvsky. God help them!
Anna Wintour, in Chanel so impeccable as to appear irrelevant. Always unanimously worldwide, apparently (and it is not worth even to publish a photo), the worst one: Amal Clooney. The fact that the Queen attended the last runway show of Richard Queen, did not authorise the Clooney in black trousers and floral train of Sunday tablecloth – a pity: rumors ran that she would arrive with the Angelo dress, a legend by Capucci, and it would have been glory.