Through the Curtains
an editorial project by Alissa, Marina, Annachiara
Trailer
Concept
——In a seemingly perfect Doll House, beauty and symmetry reign supreme—a world where every detail is meticulously crafted, every movement flawlessly choreographed. But beneath this veneer of perfection lies an unsettling truth: the dolls are prisoners of their own artifice. Bound by fear of the unknown and the imperfections of the outside world, they hide their authentic selves, choosing instead to exist in a fragile, manufactured reality. The film unravels the tension between facade and authenticity, exploring the cost of living in a self-imposed exile of fake perfection.
The film unravels the tension between facade and authenticity, exploring the cost of living in a self-imposed exile of fake perfection. As cracks begin to form in their pristine world, the dolls must confront the fear that keeps them confined, wondering whether defense is worth sacrificing their true essence. To confront the suffocating grip of their fake perfection, each doll discovers a unique way to vent—a personal outlet through which they can release their suppressed emotions and hidden truths. A haunting reflection on society’s obsession with perfection and the vulnerability it seeks to conceal.
Dolls
Hera
Hera’s face was perfect—painted lips sealed, glassy eyes unblinking. But inside, she seethed. The other dolls glided by, effortless, while she choked on the rule: hide every crack, every feeling. Rage simmered beneath her porcelain, trapped in a world where emotions were forbidden. She played her part, smiling, still, as the storm inside pressed harder against her ribs.
Kiana was perfection—porcelain skin, flawless braids, dresses without a crease. But her beauty was a cage. Each morning, she aligned her room with obsessive precision: every object at the same angle, the same direction. A single misplaced item sent panic clawing up her chest, only easing when she fixed it. She didn’t know when the rituals began—perhaps when the pressure to be flawless, to glide like the other dolls, became too much. The rituals were her shield against the chaos beneath her polished surface.
Amani was delicate beauty and grace—porcelain cheeks, a willow-slim frame, every movement polished. But beneath the perfection, she was at war. After lights-out, she’d slip into the bathroom, where she stashed pastries and chocolates. One bite was rebellion; soon, she was gorging until her stomach ached, until she felt something like freedom. Then came the guilt, crushing as the perfection she could never escape.
Moodboard
Reference
Backstage
Shoots
Brandlist
Noia Milano — Hyperempty — Prada — Nº21 — Tangoli — Max Mara — Dennj — Gentile Milano —
&otherstories — Lorenzo Seghezzi — Cornicouture — Lessico Familiare — Fabiana Filippi —
Noia Milano — Hyperempty
Credits
art direction—styling
Direction—dop—editing
photography
Make-up
location
motion—web development