They brought their charismatic optimism, their rhythmic body waves and emotive testimonies to shine a little light amid the darkness. The choir swooped into a Fashion Week that has been practically dystopian. The coronavirus threat has sent some editors and retailers home early, stopped others from coming altogether and put most everyone on edge. It’s stuck in a past both recent and distant at a time when the future seems to require all of our attention. It’s not necessarily a designer’s job to cheer us up — to offer up something that is a beautiful lie.

Source: Washington Post March 01, 2020 22:30 UTC