She walked forward with light steps, dressed in a transparent skin-sensitive knit. The chain around her waist rang faintly: Is it a bell? Maybe words can't be expressed. As she paced, images gradually appeared in front of her— like the coincidence of ancient craftsmanship and future time: a new style of equestrianism.
Hermès
Contradictory? No, it's inevitable.
But she rejected the label. Even if labels can bring solace, so what? This afternoon, she is more willing to rely on self-transformation and self-achievement. She sings in low voices, uses almighty paradoxes, captures passion with sharp banter, throws out questions, and rejects cookie-cutter rules. She rejoiced in such singing; the beauty of the right amount of uncertainty would undoubtedly inspire her. Sharp questions echo in the ears: Where will tomorrow go? She deliberated carefully. She pondered this intractable riddle and stroked the zipper of her jacquard coat. In French, "pull belt" means "dragonne" (dragon lion).
She smiled and remembered the strength of her heart.
She will find something she has never seen before. She explores, transforming into a dragon lion, an alchemist, or an Amazonian warrior. She boldly takes to the streets, summoning shadows, revealing miracles, and unearthing mysteries. Treasure is everywhere, but where is it? Her eyes were torch-like, her mood was happy, she was dressed in a loose moss blue sheepskin double-sided coat, and her steps were light—powerful and powerful to echo the passion of her heart. She was at a leisurely pace, intent on seeking something secret. So she evoked whimsical ideas. They are either maverick or belong to a group; the timeless colors are addictive. She will chase day after day, the ballet collar ceramic blue jumpsuit lightly wrapped around the ethereal figure. She lingers around the street, like a time-bound shuttler.
More than ever, she wanted and longed to get them all back. Who was she thinking? She became obsessed with The Catwoman who haunted the underground clubs on the left bank of the Seine in Paris in the early 1950s. They are a group of fearless girls, nicknamed "pioneers", who are brave and decisive, rewriting the definition of freedom and femininity all the time. These unruly girls are often extremely gifted artistically, contrary to worldly expectations. One of them went farther than anyone else. She painted, danced, fell in love, studied, followed the rules; she was tired of it. Today, she is free from the shackles of the world, fleeing midnight and living in seclusion on a sunny Italian island.
Now, they have returned, more fearlessly, and deserve the welcome and respect of all – first of all, by continuing their mark on history through gestures. Dressed in off-white ruffled silk tight jumpsuits with a collar, she followed her own rules. She doesn't have to depend on others, which is a good thing. Now she has new questions in her heart. She has an urge to surprise tomorrow.
Subverting old knowledge often means breaking the mold. It strongly suggests a bold spirit. It's a constant stream of wisdom: like the "pyramid" studs on the belt and bracelet, inspired by Hermès' classic design dog collar (Collier de Chien). This subtle evolution attracted her.
Obviously, a surge of inspiration is inevitable. But to see what it really is, you must first learn to broaden your horizons. This takes time.
The passage of time is regrettable. And the revelation of time strikes the heart.
We may be witnessing miracles, that's for sure.
In the early morning, she was draped in a Roden coat, and the stripes on it outlined a landscape, a horizon.
She searched all day for the sun's starting point.
It's a picture of lines and colors, but it's more than that.
She knew this morning that one of the two companions was walking toward the light with a knowing, sexy smile.
Rules to advance. She is full of power.
Light steps follow the path of invincibility.
Don't be preoccupied with the present. Don't dwell on the past.