It’s an unstable balance that characterizes the Poetry of Error woman.
Constantly torn between her decayed noble stocks , she shows herself apparently shabby but equally charming in her rough-and-readiness.
The ugly, as denial of the idea of perfection, becomes the perfect representation of an intellectually stimulating beauty, beyond all its classic criterion of judgment and form.
It’s a game of structure overturning; cult pieces, like the coat, are renewed and relived. Because there’s no solid future without memory of the past.