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Sara

Mikuz

Milano Fashion

As with every post-reading of the past, the element of nostalgia is widely present. So, when we look back at the past, when we are trying to make sense of it, we’re doing exactly that – telling a story. In this story I’m reliving the facts that were part of us, representing us, ex-Yugoslavians. It started around the end of the Sixties, or at the time ‘’we’’ became involved in it, the more difficult for anyone to know, and not even too important, the city called Trieste. Unleashing the rigors of real socialism and slum uniformity, we began to discover the “colorful lies” of the West, fashion trends and some distant worlds, whose existence we only had a hunch of and imagined beyond their real frames.