The house of flowers

Welcome March!

For this spring we started with a lot of flowers!
We went to meet Korynne and her flowers in Gargnano, in her shop, a chest of colors and scents just in front of the Garda Lake.
For this occasion I created a dress ad hoc, in the color of silver wattle flowers: in Italy for Women’s Day all women receive this kind of flowers, it’s such a beautiful tradition!
As a tribute to the sapphire waters of the lake and all tourists who come from all over the world to visit it, I chose also a French toile de Jouy in pure cotton, with a print that represents the five continents in blue on gray sand background.
As third garment, here is finally revealed one of my favorite items: the Haori jacket in embroidered silk and lined in pure silk organza. A sartorial jewel both for materials and construction.
I also brang a garment that had been made for some time but that I had never shown you: a skirt with braces created by the leftovers of a fabric that I had used to create another skirt. A true material recovery operation that went very well!
Finally, since I sold a copy of that, I also brought the golden evening shantung skirt with me, the first item I ever made.
In these days I will tell you more about each garment, the construction and the inspiration.
I leave you with this little story about flowers, read many years ago on a book that I loved.

The German poet Rilke lived for some time in Paris. To go to the university, he traveled every day, in the company of his French friend, on a very popular road.
A corner of this street was permanently occupied by a beggar who asked the passersby for charity. The woman always sat in the same place, motionless as a statue, with her hand outstretched and her eyes fixed on the ground.
Rilke never gave her anything, while his friend often gave her some coins.
One day the young French woman, amazed, asked the poet: “Why don’t you ever give anything to that poor woman?”
“We should give something to her heart, not her hands,” replied the poet.
The next day, Rilke arrived with a beautiful rose that just bloomed, placed it in the beggar’s hand and made the act of leaving.
Then something unexpected happened: the beggar looked up, looked at the poet, rose from the ground, took the man’s hand and kissed them. Then she went away clutching the rose to her breast.
For a whole week no one saw her anymore. But eight days later, the beggar was again sitting in the usual corner of the street. Quiet and still as always.
“Of what had she lived all these days if she hasn’t received anything?” asked the young Frenchwoman.
“Of the rose,” replied the poet.

(Bruno Ferrero, Little stories for the soul)

«There is only one problem, only one in Earth. How to restore a spiritual meaning to humanity, arouse a restlessness of the spirit. It is necessary for humanity to be sprinkled from above and something like a Gregorian chant descends on it. You see, we can’t go on dealing only with refrigerators, politics, budgets and crosswords. We can’t go on like this »
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Items featured in this lookbook:

Soft dress in Italian wool crepe with hand-finished macramé lace yoke with pearl buttons on the back, buttonholes obtained in the lace and zipper.
Dress with shaped bodice, sweetheart neckline, wide straps and 7/8 length skirt.
Traditional Japanese style jacket in embroidered silk and fully lined in silk organza.
Wide skirt with pleats, side hidden pockets, central buttoning with diamond buttons and adjustable straps
See “Tea of Charme” lookbook
See “Sirmione” lookbook
See “Sirmione” lookbook

Photo: Elia Pizzocolo
Flowers and location: Korynne e i suoi fiori

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