Certain loves are indissoluble. Certain loves are poetic. Certain loves are so strong that we don’t know where to begin. Certain loves are so right that they pay no heed to anything. They defy death and transform it into beauty. They play on bodies and soar in flight. Marco Rambaldi manages to convey all this in his collections. They are not just fashion. They are portraits of a society that withstands ugliness. Choreographies of human beings who love each other. Who cry. And who find each other again
di Domenico C
It doesn’t always take grand means to make fashion political. A sincere message and plenty of imagination are enough to strike at the gut of those who are watching. Marco Rambaldi is no longer an emerging designer. He is now a fully-fledged fashion creator who brings a part of himself into his collections and makes a constant emotional effort. Marco Rambaldi’s work is not just fashion, because when you put love into play, there is the risk of shattering it. Of breaking into many small pieces and slowly dying. A heart embroidered on the bottom of a dress is synonymous with inner growth. A heart imprinted on the chest is synonymous with sincerity. Drawing on shirts and dresses means approaching fashion with the nature of someone who loves. It is rare for a designer to indulge in fashion so much. Marco Rambaldi, on the other hand, offers everything – he offers beauty, he offers ugliness, he even offers the tortuous path that leads one to the other. A long and sometimes painful path that arises from layering – of shirts, thoughts, sensations, and culminates in a knot on a jacket. Because suffering must be rewarded. Rambaldi’s clothes are poetically tangible and politically real. They include everyone, push chaos away, dance with normalcy, detach to reassemble in infinite compositions. They are kind clothes. Some days they are seen, and others they are imagined. But they are measured in love.
