When Domenico Dolce (a Sicilian himself) and Stefano Gabbana were preparing this collection in 1987, they wanted to do the exact opposite of the colorful, shoulder-padded, neon American fashion of the era (like Madonna’s pop style at the time). The scenario they constructed was this: *The secret eroticism of a traditional, mourning Sicilian woman.*
The designers took the "Widow" figure--who appeared outwardly conservative and mournful--and made her sexy. They imagined that beneath her visible black lace and headscarf, this woman was wearing satin corsets, garter belts, and bustiers.
At the time of this shoot, Ferdinando Scianna was not a fashion photographer; he was a photojournalist documenting life in Sicily.
When Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana knocked on Scianna's door to present their collections, the photographer turned them away, saying, "I’m not a fashion photographer." But that was exactly the designers' vision; they didn't want to just showcase the clothes--they wanted to show the "life" inside them.
Eventually, Scianna refused lighting assistants and artificial sets. He took Dutch model Marpessa to the villages where he’d spent his childhood. Scianna told Marpessa Hennink only one thing: "Put on these clothes and act naturally in the village."
As Marpessa wandered through remote Sicilian villages dressed in all black with a headscarf, the village elders actually mistook her for a young Italian woman mourning her late husband.
Finally, the gloomy bedroom in this photo isn't a studio set. It’s the home of a real family living in that village. The picture of the saint on the wall, the crucifix, the beds... It’s all original. Marpessa entered that house and struck that pose, matching the weight of the atmosphere. When Scianna's documentary eye combined with Marpessa's cultural camouflage, the result was this iconic shot--an image that changed fashion history and brought the "Neorealismo" (New Realism) movement to the catwalks.
My friend at 8am complained that it’s too early to go to work
I told her that at least she’s awake when it’s already light out, I’ve been awake since 6am
What tf does she respond ?
Oh I am actually awake since 5:50!
Ok and? Do you want a fucking medal
It’s funny which outfits of mine get complimented by which co-worker
I guess classic pinstripe gray children section pants, fitted blouse and gray blazer is very hr but also conservative approved !
Studying Greek and reading Plato’s Symposion makes me feel both lost and completely alive, low key feel like I should be an Oxbridge student 150 years ago and not whatever this disordered, hanging on a single thread mess is