Travel Tips

After 3 weeks of living in Rome, having already become bored with the monotony of the club scene that entices many international scholars, my pals and I decided to take in a fashion event presented by AltaRoma. We stayed in an appartement rome centrum. It was to be held at the historical Tempio di Adriano in Piazza di Pietra, an environment that contrasted sharply with the hi-tech feel of the event.
AltaRoma, a company that provides opportunities and fosters relationships among well known Italian designers, inspires the cultivation of young, talent through coaching,’intended not only as a method of protecting the artisan quality but also as the driver of invention, creativity and technology,’ according to the AltaRoma internet site. Obviously, walking into a room crammed with some of the most fashionable young folks in Rome, while flourishing only my tacky beige messenger bag was quite threatening. 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, most of them phallic, dancing around a still model as photographers shot around the stage. The music was set to techno remixes of favored Yankee 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 minutes – about forty minutes too long to my mind – of the same. The bored and out-of-sorts expression worn by the model was the mirror image of those worn by the bunch, whose faces and outfits became increasingly more fascinating to watch than what was happening on stage. after the performance was over, I started to wonder if the absurdity of the act was exactly the point of it. Either way, it was something I’d 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 began with what only can be portrayed as two screaming banshees. Two ladies, dressed in matching jumpsuit, used video pictures, as well as simple, each day and often female, objects such as stilettos, scissors and cloth to form an engaging and dynamic performance. The set was an eclectic mixture of a rhythmic montage of derriere slapping to a cover of the Beach Boys song’Surfer Girl’, whose lyrics were modified to form the final female anthem [*CO]’super surfer girl in the death defying curl.’ The act finished in a dance party in which fashonistas and common students alike could get up on stage and dance to celebrate fashion, self-expression and life.

I strode out of the show revamped and prepared for the next new and out-of-the- ordinary experience Rome had to throw my way. We went back to appartement centrum rome.

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