This is my first week in Marangoni. Day 3 to be more precise. I noticed that there’s an ocean of nationalities in the course, and I started to think: In what are we different? Are their dreams the same as mine? Are their fears the same as mine? And then I answered myself: Yes. By hearing their stories I know we’re no different. We’re just dreamers at the starting line with the same desires. The only thing that’s different is the distance between us. Fashion can make us in a way similar. It makes us feel too close even if we are too far. Life somehow brought us to this day, it brought us to the chair we’re sitting at 9 am in the morning. We’re dreams with different faces. We flew away from home to make things happen.
So yes, we became birds. We became birds in London.