I see clothing as a space that we live in .It defines us. It forms us as a second skin yet it is an alien being and it should be detached from the skin. The space is like clothing, it surrounds us and touches our shells yet it is a shell itself, it becomes a second skin and gets shaped by our beings, past, present and future. It is funny when they all became visible, and very sad also, as our mortality appears, at least these is the beauty of feminine.