PUBLIC: an Art Gallery

[Lucy Mitford]

Gilded Couture: the Fashion of Joy

In conjunction with Fashion Week 2021, PUBLIC: an Art Gallery is pleased to present an evening celebrating the haute couture of joy.

The Event

The Gallery is located in the Marketplace district, on a narrow cobblestone side street. It is a small storefront, sandwiched between a bookstore and a flower shop, a one-room affair with an open plan that heads straight back with art featured on both walls to either side.

An open bar is situated at the back of the gallery, while catering staff circulate with trays of high-end hors d'oeuvres meant to be eaten as finger-foods, cocktail napkins in abundance. A DJ also situated at the back of the gallery plays drum and bass throughout the evening.

On each side of the gallery is a row of raised platforms, each presenting a mannequin display of elaborate haute couture.

Security is on hand, keeping a low profile, and occasionally reminding people not to touch the displays.

The Exhibit

Text printed directly on the wall just before the first piece of the collection reads:

Whether for a coming-out or a coronation, the ateliers in Rhydin know how to create a celebratory ensemble. Elegant and elaborate, gaudy and attention-seeking, these haute couture looks were tailored for once-in-a-lifetime moments. Let them take your breath away.

((The above images are the work of designer Guo Pei. You can learn more about her and her work here.

This is a board event --- you’re welcome to post your character’s outfits or attendance!))

[Lucy Mitford]

Lucy will be there hosting like usual -- greeting everyone she recognizes and as many as she can of those she doesn't.




She'll most often be seen with a glass of champagne in hand, talking to artists and fashion designers, alike, working the room and trying to make everyone comfortable.

[Pharlen]

Pharlen and Jack arrived a bit late to the showing. Of course Pharlen had raided some shop in the past for an appropriate gown, and smiled utter serenity as she and her husband strolled through the showing of the glad rags. It was really best not to try and easedrop on the polished and elegant pair, as much of what they murmured to each other was likely to be either obscene, bizarre, or involving were rabbits.

Go figure.

However, they did stop to chat with people Pharlen knew, she warmly introduced Jack, of course, and were mostly gracious and polite. But really, they were somewhat strange.