Mixing The Spiritual With The Sartorial
Amid the wig-slinging chaos backstage at Rick Owens yesterday came a loud yell, followed by a soothing smell. “Luig,” Lucia Pieroni screamed from the makeup station across the room. “Have some of this.” She proceeded to spritz Murenu with something that, at first glance, looked like a face mist to cool off the hairdresser, who was in the throes of last-minute show preparations, but ultimately revealed itself to be an aromatherapy spray. “It’s all hippie shit,” Pieroni joked of the bottle of Australian Bush Flower Essences Calm and Clear Skin and Space Mist, poking fun at her crunchier side. “I usually use it on the airplane,” the frequent yoga retreater elaborated of the biogenic drops of black-eyed Susan, boronia, bottlebrush, bush fuchsia, crowea, jacaranda, little flannel flower, and paw paw extractions that she gave us a sampling of next. “It’s quite spiritual,” she said, “in a positive way”—which couldn’t be closer to the truth. Whether or not the pungent scent actually calmed our nerves, the unexpected backstage diversion was enough to put us in a totally different headspace.