Even if you can’t soar in Schiaparelli’s vision of hell, it looks like you could at least have half-body replacement surgery, and that feels like a major improvement over our existing facelift and lip filler technology. I take a small win.
Versions of Schiaparelli’s hammered brass head both appear on prisoners inside Elder Ring and to sorceresses like Sellen, who chooses the face of a stone woman over her own.
“I want shimmering wizardry that opens our minds, unbound by earthly taboos,” Sellen says of himself when asked. “Regardless of what we give in return.” Stone is inherently earthy in nature, but I’ll use a metaphor for you, Sellen. And, like her sartorial decisions, her ethos reflects Roseberry’s embrace of the unknown.
“Fear means forcing yourself to make something shocking, something new,” he writes on the Schiaparelli website. “This collection is my tribute to doubt. The doubt of creation and the doubt of intention. The intertwined, sometimes contradictory impulses to please and impress the audience.”