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Holy Fashion Week!

Hell-o my dear readers,

After a long hiatus I’m back with more stories and fashion.

This week as everyone knows, is ‘Holy Week’. A week in which the ‘Passion of Christ’ is relived, remember and celebrated (because of his resurrection). We’re talking ghost here!

As a kid I enjoyed this time of year greatly, because  where I come from (La Paz-Bolivia), there’s a lot of Christian-Catholic rituals that everyone follows, mostly as a family.

For starters I come from a very catholic family: every sunday was for church and even had two nun aunts! the other sisters that weren’t, were single and devoted to the religion. Every sunday you’d see them going out to mass dressed in black from head to toe, veil, rosary beads, stockings, everything! Kind of like below:

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Although I had more like another perception, hahaha, they were heavy smokers…

It was fun to visit them, they were always making stuff, either baking, knitting, crocheting or praying the rosary, yeah…. The funnest part though, was that they had a statue of crucified Jesus that allegedly had growing hair that they’d trim once in a while. I never saw any of the trimmed hairs.

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So back to Holy Week. I remember that everyday from wednesday to sunday there was something to do and a ‘procession’, these kind of religious parades with people wearing different kind of outfits related to what the parade was about (death, resurrection, whatever). They would carry huge crucifixes or Virgin Maries, lot’s of candles, incense and glass coffins with dead Jesus inside.

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Aw! Little detail: every t.v. channel would transmit biblical movies ONLY! during the week, so I’d better liked going out, even to church!

I think it was on holy thursday that my dearest aunt Mema would take my sister and I to visit 14 churches at night, light a candle and pray a little bit in each one, remembering  all the times that Jesus had fallen carrying  his cross to death. I loved the smell of incense and lighting the candles was so exciting.

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Besides my good childhood memories I was never a big believer, despite of my family’s influence,  I became an atheist at 13, so since then, it’s just a fun and folkloric spectacle to watch.

Anyway, nice family memories and good source of inspiration for writing and designing.

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Enjoy this Holy Fashion Week… 🙂

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One comment on “Holy Fashion Week!

  1. SUSANA
    March 28, 2013

    Esos mismos días que relatas Susanita, los encapuchados de las cofradías cuando marchaban en procesión me asustaban mucho, especialmente los velos y mantos morados y negros y sólo por justificar las apariencias ante la familia, me sumaba a los ritos dando una vuelta por allí, aunque de verles las caras al presidente de la república de turno y a su comparsa de vividores daban ganas de escapar corriendo, mejor dicho de santidad y devoción eso no tenía nada.
    Con ustedes y la Tía Mela solíamos ir al periplo de iglesias….recuerdo habernos paseado por El Prado por la noche de jueves santo en medio de mucha atrifulca de intercambios y conteos de iglesias, de paso disfrutando comer maisillos y empanaditas que vendían al paso, pero mirando a la tía Mema que se persignaba seguramente por sus muchos pecados, apretabamos el paso, aprovechábamos de la confusión que ella se hacía en el conteo de las iglesias para aumentar iglesias pero ella moviendo la cabeza de lado a lado y frunciendo el ceño decía no, no, no mamita si van nueve…lo cierto es que todas queríamos terminar cuanto antes ese rito, porque entrar y salir de cada iglesia era un forcejeo cuerpo a cuerpo con la gente en santa devoción, mareos y cansancios.
    A todo esto, te cuento que siempre me he preguntado sobre la simbología que encierran los colores, especialmente cuando los asociamos con los miedos que llevamos por dentro desde la infancia, la oscuridad con el cuco, el rojo con el peligro, o la llamas de infierno, el morado con el enigma y lo desconocido, pero en onda tétrica. Tengo la fe puesta en que como diseñadora sabrás reivindicar la paleta de colores en la armonía indiscutible de la creación, donde las procesiones, ritos y presiones sociales para adoptar la fe, no soportan la evidencia de ver la perfeccion de una flor, sea del color que sea, para constatar que existe Dios en la tierra y que se manifiesta en nosotros mismos, dándonos la capacidad para admirar, valorar y amar la vida y la naturaleza en todas sus expresiones.
    Susana madre.. …

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