3 girls (us), 3 music genres, 3 outfits to match them. Apparently, we made our own Triadic Ballet. The research was bound to leave a mark on us.
Oh! And also 3 playlists, whatever your mood is.
60’s Garage by Valisia
A Playlist curated by Valisia
Valisia’s Version
It’s no secret that I am a huge fan of everything 80’s, especially the music. New wave, early EBM, new beat, darkwave - my usual suspects. However, I grew up listening to 60’s garage because both my parents were mods. So this is my small act of homage to the music that quietly molded me as a child.
No look referencing the 60’s can exist without a mini skirt. The Κιόνια mini skirt is ideal, with its subtle slit revealing even more leg, not that the legs were hiding to begin with.
I paired it with my mother’s vintage white shirt, complete with a built-in Austin Powers–style scarf situation. On top, an oversized jacket, because for me it’s always about proportion. There is something irresistibly cool about being very feminine underneath and slightly boyish on top.
Stella’s Version
Valisia and I have an unspoken daily race: whoever sets foot in the showroom first, chooses the music for the day. So we either listen to dance, dark electro, or something that sounds like chains dragging across the floor while a wolf howls. You can imagine my surprise when she didn’t select dark electro/italo disco/minimal wave. The girl loves to dance, and she excels at it!
I improvised a lot here. I was thinking of 60’s mods, but instead of form-fitting suits, I went for an oversized one that feels more me. I took a silk scarf (a lovely gift from Armenia from dearest Cengiz), fastened it with a brooch, and made my own “tie”. I love a colour-coordination moment, so that’s why I went with the bottiglia Furlane velvet slippers instead of boots or loafers.
Alexandra’s Version
This entire ‘60s Garage detour began, quite innocently, with a pair of go-go boots (in black). They felt so convincingly sixties that it seemed almost rude not to build a look around them, something that landed somewhere between a garage groupie and… me, but on a particularly referential day.
A mini skirt was a must for that interpretation, so I went for a leather one to tie in with the boots. The top was trickier. I wanted something that suggested effortlessness without actually being effortless (the eternal goal), which is how the ‘Trial’ shirt made the cut. Worn properly, it was fine. Worn almost entirely unbuttoned, it was better, loosely framing a very geometric bra that felt just structured enough to interrupt the whole “I just threw this on” narrative.
Experimental/Avant-Garde by Stella
A Playlist curated by Stella
Stella’s Version
I don’t know why, but as my boyfriend describes it, I like to listen to harsh “sounds” instead of music. And I agree, I do. I find it exhilarating to really pay attention to a soundscape built by unusual instruments, unexpected uses of familiar ones, repetitive frequencies that evolve into something new, the unfolding of a deeper concept throughout an album, and screams instead of traditional singing. (If you agree with me, you probably already love Παράξενος Ελκυστής.)
So I thought: when the sound is that complex, why complicate things, Stella? And I didn’t. I dressed like I do when I don’t have the headspace to think about what I want to wear but still want to feel like myself. My trusty silk trousers, my loyal crisp white shirt (with a twist), and my never-failing loafers. The crazy hair is a nod to my favourite professionals: mathematicians.
Alexandra’s Version
Sometimes the best experiment is… not to experiment at all! (Or maybe that’s just my instinctive reaction to Stella, who sometimes listens to music that sounds like cars racing, and I can’t tell if she’s really listening or secretly watching Formula 1.)
For this look, I asked myself: what would I wear to an experimental concert? The answer came together naturally. Fully black, fully silk; a maxi, body-hugging dress with an interesting neckline, cinched at the waist with an oversized belt to play with the contrast between soft and hard materials (because we’re talking experimentation, after all). I finished it off with leather boots and sunnies.
Simple, understated, but ready for any avant-garde occasion, where everyone’s in black anyway, so the outfit doesn’t steal attention from the music… well… not entirely, anyway.
Valisia’s Version
Experimental/Avant-Garde. Not exactly my first musical thought when I step into the showroom in the morning - if you know, you know. For me, music is usually about tension, beat, and that irresistible urge to dance. However, every now and then I’m willing to torture myself a little… but obviously with style.
So this is where the more daring outfit appears.
I return to the Κιόνια mini skirt, this time paired with the fitted Καλλονή blouse. I call this combination subtle sensuality. The silhouette follows the body, but the high neck of the blouse keeps everything in balance - composed, almost strict.
Of course, the mini skirt unapologetically reveals the legs. And if the legs are already part of the conversation, a pair of stockings only adds a little extra intrigue.
Because the most interesting kind of sensuality is the one that knows exactly where to stop.
Post-Punk by Alexandra
A Playlist curated by Alexandra
Truth be told, punk was my favourite genre for years—hardcore, Celtic punk, anarcho-punk—all of it. That was very much my university phase. Then life moved on, and naturally, so did my taste. It all became a bit moodier, darker, more atmospheric… more post-punk. You could say it’s the “adult version” of punk. Punk is instinct, chaos, a shout in the void, “smash everything now!” Post-punk is more like, “we smashed everything… Now what does it all mean?” Same energy, just turned inward, more experimental, more introspective, with those signature basslines, angular guitars, and a sense of alienation running through it.
As Genesis P-Orridge put it perfectly: “Punk is saying ‘fuck you.’ Post-punk is saying ‘I’m fucked.’”
Alexandra’s Version
Stylistically, post-punk couldn’t feel more me if it tried. Historically born as a reaction against the excess of the late ’70s, post-punk fashion stripped things back to minimal, utilitarian lines, blending androgyny with a hint of dystopian futurism. It rejected the gloss and opulence of mainstream fashion as a deliberate pushback against consumerism and mass production.
That’s very much where this look sits. Fully monochrome and sharply tailored (black was the only real option), I kept everything close-cut and structured. The blazer is angular and precise, paired with subtly distressed trousers whose cuff cut-outs echo the segmented peel of an orange. Black sunnies and high-heeled leather ankle boots complete the outfit.
Valisia’s Version
Post-punk, for me, screams sleek, androgynous, monochromatic. It belongs to that world of dim lights and introspective moods. Imagine listening to the atmospheric, melancholic sounds of The Chameleons while wearing something loud, colourful and aggressively maximalist. Impossible. The music simply wouldn’t allow it.
So the base is strict and dark: a pair of black barrel jeans, paired with the (oh no, didn’t see that coming) super oversized Mule Skinner trench coat. Dramatic, slightly severe, exactly how post-punk likes it.
But a look like this needs a small disruption, a moment where the temperature rises slightly. That’s where the sheer Digitaria bodysuit comes in. A quiet provocation under all the structure.
As I always say: keep it effortless, with a splash of sexiness.
Stella’s Version
When I hear “Post-Punk”, I think “live gig”. And I have a uniform for attending one: comfortable black trousers (I very, very, very rarely wear jeans), a warm (in winter)/airy (in summer) top, and my favourite vintage velvet bomber jacket (from a time when vintage meant hidden treasures and not fast fashion from 10 years ago).
Now, you might think that silk trousers, a wool/cashmere blouse, and a velvet jacket don’t exactly scream “easy, laid-back comfort”, but that’s why expensive fabrics are expensive — they deliver in every possible scenario.
Why this particular jacket? For one, I love it — it’s perfect. Secondly, when everyone is expected to wear total black, I like to break the pattern because apparently I’m reactionary. Thirdly, and most importantly, its pockets zip up securely, so I don’t have to think twice about losing my valuables when all I want to do is dance and have a good time.
Bisous, bisous
Valisia + Stella + Alexandra