ROT is without beginning, without end, without gender, without size.
ROT is an “Aristocratica” song.
Unbuttoning is very ROT.
ROT is psychotic.
ROT is lightness and gravity together.
ROT is murder.
Gothic is ROT.
ROT is late spring.
Being morbidly attached to memory is ROT.
ROT is memento mori.
ROT is “deep red oblique symmetry.”
ROT is white magic.
The divorce party is ROT.
ROT is constant metamorphosis, without end and without end.
ROT is unheroic.
ROT is running.
ROT is Manhattan.
ROT is elephantine.
Floor heating is ROT, thermostats not at all.
ROT is Teutonic harmony.
ROT is following some rules, and breaking them too.
Electrochoc is ROT.
ROT is growing up dysfunctional.
ROT is psychic invasion.
ROT is afterlife.
Getting your papers read while working on Excel is ROT.
ROT is heat wave.
White flowers are ROT, violets are ROT, daisies are not.
ROT is angelic intelligence.
ROT is passive citizenship.
ROT means "rot" in English.
ROT is interrupted conversation.
Concrete is ROT.
Mummies are very ROT.
Contemporary dance is ROT, hip hop is not.
ROT is daytime depression.
Eardrum-busting voices are ROT.
ROT is the word of the year. Of any year.
ROT is Lazio and Emilia-Romagna: the center that is not south and the north that is not center.
ROT is a shred of evil.
ROT is serotine desolation.
ROT is tamaracky, but chic (but chic as hell).
ROT is the outfit for singing an “Electrochoc.”
ROT is bad manners.
ROT is spending more than you earn.
Psychomagic is ROT.
ROT is the color of oxygen-laden blood.
ROT is Dharma.
Marble is ROT.
Deflowering is ROT.
To have nothing left to read about Dostoevsky and to binge on TikTok is (brain) ROT.
The staircases are ROT.
ROT is a body without organs.
ROT is the threshold between solid and fluid.
Brutalism is ROT.
ROT is aspiring to perfection and then destroying it.
Dostoevsky is ROT, Tolstoy is not.
ROT is tears and gnashing of teeth.
ROT is genocide of bees.
ROT is hiding.
ROT is analog and technological.
Fountains are ROT.
Ghost stories are ROT.
ROT is taking a taxi.
ROT is fidelity to the line.
Fog is ROT.
ROT is doing everything at the wrong age.
ROT is improvising following the script.
ROT does not make (one) sense.
ROT is mega queer.
ROT is several grams.
Incense is very ROT.
ROT is magnificence.
ROT is Bergman.
To be bored while others are having fun is ROT.
ROT means “red” in German.
ROT is sacrifice.
White cubes are ROT, period rooms are not.
ROT is Queen of Chinatown.
ROT is fog and plains.
ROT is penthouse with a view.
Smoked glass is ROT.
ROT is going south.
ROT is clogs.
ROT is decontextualizing oneself.
ROT is the threshold between form and formlessness.
ROT is non-street.
ROT is the pleasure principle.
ROT is Reality Orientation Therapy.
ROT is the threshold between sensuality and shyness.
ROT is electrical cables.
ROT is furnishing a loft with Baroque paintings.
ROT is candy.
ROT is a dysfunctional family.
De Chirico's paintings are ROT, Savinio's paintings are ROT.
ROT is Annarella.
ROT is Milan.
ROT is Shanghai.
ROT is dogmatism.
ROT is blown glass.
ROT is vertigo.
ROT is aspiring for freedom by constructing rules.
ROT is having at least one session of EMDR.
Gloves are mega ROT.
ROT is emptiness.
ROT is having fun when others are bored.
ROT is discipline that hates itself.
ROT is exile on earth.
ROT is a bullet to the head.
Fire is ROT.
Arte Povera is ROT, Pop Art is not.
ROT is staticity.
ROT is practicing too much theory.
ROT is 69.
ROT is abundance but passion for the essential.
ROT is underground.
ROT is empire.
ROT is the attempt to free oneself from tension without ever succeeding.
ROT is a rigid boundary.
ROT is wanting to get laid and not getting laid.
ROT is PVC windows.
ROT is ripping a cashmere dress while dancing to techno.
ROT is life, death and miracles.
Back and neck are ROT.
ROT is revolt against the modern world.
ROT is repulsion.
ROT is denial of the crowd.
ROT is Tarkovsky.
ROT is cashmere and lycra.
ROT is different planes of reality.
Steel is very ROT.
ROT is Fritz Lang.
Decorum is not ROT.
ROT is dressed to kill.
ROT is little joy.
Sudden changes of register are ROT.
ROT is today's surrealist living room: a techno room.
ROT is persistently trying to define the indefinable.
A luxury knitwear collection that develops through the dialogue between structure and fading, between the body that takes shape and the formless that challenges it. Fine materials such as cashmere and silk are woven into intricate workings that envelop the body with precision and lightness, enhancing the silhouette without ever constricting it. Each garment is a balance between discipline and freedom, between what is meant to last and what is constantly evolving.
