When a Fashion Show Becomes Transcendent
Beauty is to have, to hold, and to behold
As I sat to write about my son Daniel’s Schiaparelli Haute Couture show, which opened Paris Fashion Week, I found myself grappling with the inadequacy and the shortage of words. The experience of his show in Paris was profound and ethereal. It was breathtaking. I heard gasps in the viewers. Even now, words fall short. But I will try.
Daniel chose the opening music, Lauren Hill’s His Eye is on the Sparrow. When the song began, I remembered it was from a childhood favorite: Sister Act.
Why should I feel discouraged | Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely | And long for Heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? | My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow | And I know He watches me;
Daniel was telling us that we live at the intersection of faith, fashion, hope and culture.
A Dark Stage
The deep black rectangular stage was lined by chairs arranged in four rows on ea…
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