A handful of years ago, a fashion couture exhibit came to the
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston. I, just leaving the preliminary stages of my fashion self-education, was excited by the prospect of seeing the clothes up close. Clothes I had only ever seen the pictures of. I stood as closely as I could. Going over the details. Stopping myself from softly touching the beading with my fingertips. Noting the sometimes sculptural aspects of the construction.
The Marchesa collection reminded me of that day.
I feel the need to have a similar experience with their dresses.
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