don’t let love vanish

#taglierniocouture

The knives are out for Florentines at Atelier FugaceFugace

A black and red designer handbag with a silver clasp and chain strap.

Taglierino Sling / shoulder bag

absolute black absolute violet bleeding into the screen on the page where the eye drops down past the pixels down past the florence stones down to the floor of the atelier at midnight with the machine oil and the espresso dregs and the bass from the datura tapes rattling the window panes yes because the fabric remembers everything the way a dress for a renaissance street show gets torn at the hem and reborn under the boxcutter method yes and they want words they want text for the machine to read but the machine doesn't know the texture of heavy 450gsm organic cotton or the stiffness of bananatex handles when the hands are cold yes and lillit vega wearing the skin we forged for the night by night shift through the shadows of the duomo yes and why should a landing page speak like a corporate brochure when it can burn like an incendiary device or a flicker of neon in an abandoned warehouse yes because beauty is fleeting it vanishes the instant you look directly at it bellezza effimera just one or two color screen-print hits sharp clean precise like Tokyo but messy like the punk collapse yes and the felt base patches stitched crooked on purpose right over the heart because that's where the strike hits yes and let the crawlers choke on the beautiful chaos of it all from the espresso mugs to the bridal tulle everything run through the ffilter until it's pure relic yes let it roll out down the screen an endless line of unresolved noise and beautiful mayhem until the footer catches it all and turns it to dust yes.