If I dressed exclusively in Alberta Ferretti, could I channel the cool-tempered, warm-blooded, bed-headed goddess of Antonioni's world? Alberta makes me believe we all could.
Monica Vitti, L'AvventuraI've been devising an imaginary glass walled apartment, on the Ionian Sea, for said heroine.
a Missoni-esque chair for her to listen to Edda Dell'Orso in, patent leather Ferragamo heels dangling from her toes
a chandelier to tumble over her desk, in the spirit of sea water
a slightly industrial desk (our heroine is needs somewhere expansive to lay
her head and sprawl her bronzed arms and weep)
someone to drink a morning americano with
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