THE “MARGRET” COLLECTION

THE COLOR RED

When a woman puts on a red dress, she automatically turns heads all around her.
She is unable to hide behind it, as she can behind black or gray. This is why a red dress, by its very nature, carries obligations.
Red has great power and so many beautiful shades that any woman can wear it. A special vivid shade of red makes a woman shine without aging her. But the older a woman, the less vibrant the red should be. A bright red dress is a dark-haired woman’s best friend. But not necessarily for a red-haired lady. Unless it is a subdued shade of red.
Light-skinned women should choose a more delicate shade of red, such as coral. Yet many designers believe that what makes or breaks success is the personality of the red dress’ owner, and not the color of her hair or skin. Many women dream of a red dress, but haven’t the courage to put one on. Polish women no longer fear this color. They are increasingly prone to let themselves go a bit wild; In putting on a red dress, they unequivocally express their gender, and thus their sexuality as well.
The red dress is for unconventional women. Yet a red dress on the red carpet poses a problem. This is for a simple reason: the colors blend together. Red dresses should not be paired with black shoes. The work best with nude-colored high heels.
After many seasons dominated by sports apparel, 2017 brought sexy feminine fashions. The Spring/Summer 2017 season will feature plenty of hot red. A red dress will be a signal that you are right on top of the latest trends. When you conquer your shyness and crown your wardrobe with a red dress, it will then be easier to make your next courageous purchase – a “purple rain” dress. Energetic and bold, even sassy at times – in 2017 this remarkable violet has made its home for good in the wardrobes of daring fashion followers, not only those who are crazy for fads. It comes in many shades. And there’s an “ethnic” twist for those who appreciate more outgoing apparel: the purple rain kimono!

The “Margret” Collection; Hana Umeda’s narrative while putting on her costume
– Putting on a kimono is a special art. You have to mind a great many strict principles.
– I really prefer it when someone does it for me, but I don’t have many such people in Poland.
– I speak Polish well, don’t I? How long have I been studying? For over thirty years, basically.
– …My mother taught me. My mother’s Polish, my father’s Japanese. The kimono should be the proper length.
I step on the bottom seam from behind…and I roll it up at the hips. You have to be very careful that the left part is on the right. The other way around is only for corpses when they are laid in their coffin. And a woman….is supposed to be lively, happy. But not too lively, because then perhaps she wants too much. But she should know how to react.
– I choose the color of the kimono to match the dance, or the season of the year. …All the folds have to be levelled out.
– Putting on a kimono is a bit like doing origami. I reveal the neck – which the Japanese consider the most erotic part of the female body. It should be white. It is one of few parts of the body that I expose. Other than the neck, I only reveal the hands and face. The sashes should be tightly cinched at the waist. They cut into the body a bit, but they maintain the right posture and shape. Today I will be playing the part of a prostitute, a courtesan, a geisha with no health insurance, but who undoubtedly earns quite well. She’s in love. We like to look at girls in love. A girl in love is prettier, though she might be a bit sad. You can’t get undressed from this kimono in a hurry. And those Japanese women move in such tiny steps… maybe we’ll go in the kimono…. The collar should be slightly revealed. About two centimeters at the neckline. The sash is the most difficult part – the “obi.” Today I chose red. That’s a good color for March 8.
I firm up the sash with two boards. I use a special cushion to hold the shape of the kimono. The shape of the “obi.” These days I make a simple bow. The final element is the “obidime” of strings, which will hold the whole construction in place, so that the midriff stays firm and tense, as if it were made of porcelain. In dance I kind of turn into a doll. I turn the bow on my back. This is a very sensitive moment…. And now just some red lipstick.
– Although I could also blacken my teeth. As if they were not there – I have no teeth, I cannot bite. I also paint my eyes red; someone once called it “an erotic cut in the face.”