Things I Wish I Knew Before Starting to Work in Fashion

by Amelie Stanescu.

Amelie Stanescu invites you into a world where the brutalist shadows of Rick Owens meet the austere elegance of Ann Demeulemeester. Here, the lines between vintage and archive blur into obscurity, revealing the haunting allure of rare garments and the relentless pursuit of fashion’s forgotten histories. It’s a realm where exclusivity isn’t just a commodity but a form of cultural resistance. Her vision is tainted by Margiela’s ghost, lurking in every thread she unravels. Rooted in the raw energy of Berlin and the ethereal light of Paris, she exists in a liminal space – her time online has been both a blessing and a curse, a prolonged immersion in a world that sells the fashion dream she both covets and resists. In Chez Amélie, fashion is not just an industry but a brutalist landscape—unforgiving, unyielding, yet profoundly beautiful in its stark reality. Join her as she navigates this terrain, dissecting the myth of fashion while carefully sidestepping the temptation to indulge in its seductive embrace.

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