A tale of the mountains

A woman once told a tale about wearing nothing but skirts before the May 1968 movement in France. Even if she was living in a village high in the mountains and however unpractical this choice of garments was. The consequences of May 1968, meaning not necessarily having to wear long skirts, took some time to arrive and conquer her village where women finally began to wear pants in the early 1970s. “Well, not only pants! Most of us were wearing mini skirts”, however unpractical this choice of garments was.

Written by HAYDÉE TOUITOU

Unidentified Madeleine

Sometimes we feel connected to elders that are not necessarily our ancestors, or not even people we met and were close to. Sometimes we just have a special connection with the idea of a certain generation who lived on a given spot on the planet. It’s just hard to understand why when a cultural world emotionally overwhelms you. It’s different from just liking something; it’s more about feeling a familial linage with someone when you don’t.  I guess a fantasy of where you could be from. 

Written by HAYDÉE TOUITOU   Photographs by SOFIA NEBIOLO                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

Lady Joanne Beginner

The funny thing about a dinner party, when looking back, the food always seems so secondary.  In early October, at the arrival of dear Joanne Burke in Paris, such a dinner was organized. She kindly asked, " Could I possibly bring my magical companion Brunhilde ? We will be together you see and I think you all need to meet each other." The Skirt Chronicles being a platform for creative exchange, could not resist. 

Written by SOFIA NEBIOLO   Photographs by CAMILLE VIVIER

Harriet, Pauli, and Aretha

Who are we really freeing when we make women and minorities visible? How are we freeing them? As what? And do we circumscribe their identity to that which the powerful can handle? What are we afraid of? Is identity the way in which we are rendered powerless? Do we pace the process of liberation? If so how? Why should their liberation be gradual?

Written by HUGO PARTOUCHE   Illustration by SOPHIE HANOUN

Saint Sulpice

The expression Sulpician style or said “Saint-Sulpice” style was invented in 1897 by Léon Bloy to describe“bondieuserie” such as saints statuettes or figurative scenes on stained-glass windows, with a somehow naive style and without any great genius. 

Styled by SARAH DE MAVALEIX   Photographs by ADRIANNA GLAVIANO