Milan, the fashion emporium. The emporium caters to the world's desires for hand-crafted artisanal luxury pieces of fashion. Pieces are created by intricate hides from animals that once roamed the earth. Cattle whom used to roam the prairies of country-side Italy in the warm muggy air of tobacco and essence of lavender. Perhaps that's what fashion ultimately is, to once be a beautiful form of life and sight to humans to then go on and become part of a trench coat and handbag that lays on a model's shoulders so blocky and stiff yet so astonishing. 

The model leaves a clangorous trail, as the handbag rubs against the trench coat made out of the hide. The handbag is adorned with a rabbit's foot, a white ivory foot representing the luck of the model's ability to wear the piece and the fate of beauty. The innocence of the fur swiftly jumps to the beat of the model's strut. The trail is made up of a symphony of the models' heels and hide pleating and snapping against each other.

Upon entering the district's emporium, large windows of glass peer into the corner of your eye. Each has a bright blinding white light, showcasing the perfections of heels this year's designers have made up. Dainty to striking heels are lined up next to each other, you don't know whether the vermillion sharp stilettos or the docile sapphire kitten heels catch your vision. Beauty but with the disadvantage of the pain that eventually each carefully crafted heel will carve into ankles and leave behind a trail of blood and a penetrated scar. Perhaps the gift of fashion in return for being able to display the beauty of it with your own body.

Upon walking, Moncler catches your attention. This time the big glass window is displaying fur coats of all sizes, styles, and textures. Textures that softly glide and caress into our skin like a freshly dried blanket. From Lynx, minks, and foxes. It's inevitable to picture the once hearty mammal leap from cluster to cluster of thick snow. The snow that frosts our bodies into failure and stings onto our cheeks developing a unique tint of rose. But with the furs that caress our arms and body, we relieve the aches and creaks from our bones from the winter gusts.

 The beauty of fashion is interlaced with the individuality of a human and nature all in one. All are sewn and stitched together accordingly to become the beauty and individuality of fashion's signature creations displayed in Milan, the fashion emporium.