Fashion in Rome
After 3 weeks of living in Rome, having already become bored with the monotony of the club scene that entices many world scholars, my friends and I chose to take in a fashion event presented by AltaRoma. We stayed in an appartement rome centrum. It was to be held at the significant Tempio di Adriano in Piazza di Pietra, an environment that contrasted sharply with the hi-tech feel of the event.
AltaRoma, an organization that provides opportunities and fosters relations among well-known Italian designers, encourages the cultivation of young, talent through training,’intended not only as a technique of safeguarding the artisan quality but also as the driver of innovation, creativeness and technology,’ according to the AltaRoma website. Obviously, walking into a room stuffed with some of the most fashionable young folks in Rome, while flourishing only my shabby beige messenger bag was quite intimidating. we didnot let that get in the way of occupying best seats and grabbing as much promo material as we could get our hands on.
the 1st act was called’Wit Open Shooting Roger Weiss,’ which consisted of folks dressed in colorful card shapes, a lot of them phallic, dancing around a still model as photographers shot around the stage. The music was set to techno remixes of well-liked American hiphop songs, and the lighting pulsed to the beats of the music. This composition led one to a kind of hypnotic trance, which came as a welcome distraction after enduring more than forty-five mins – about forty mins too long to my mind – of a similar thing. The bored and out-of-sorts expression worn by the model was the mirror image of those worn by the crowd, whose faces and outfits became increasingly more fascinating to watch than what was going down on stage. after the performance was over, I began to wonder if the absurdity of the act was exactly the point of it. Either way, it was something Ihad never before, and might never again, experience.
The second act was a performance art piece by Chicks on Speed. I braced myself for something so foreign and creatively different I wouldnot understand it, as the set commenced with what only can be portrayed as two screaming banshees. Two women, dressed in matching jumpsuit, used video pictures, as well as easy, everyday , and often female, objects like stilettos, scissors and cloth to create an engaging and dynamic performance. The set was an eclectic mixture of a rhythmical montage of derriere slapping to a cover of the Beach Boys song’Surfer Girl’, whose lyrics were changed to form the final female anthem [*CO]’super surfer girl in the death defying curl.’ The act ended in a dance party during which fashonistas and common students alike could get up on stage and dance in celebration of fashion, self-expression and life.
I walked out of the show re-energized and ready for the next new and out-of-the- normal experience Rome had to throw my way. We returned to appartement centrum rome.
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