“There is no time,” seems to tell us the photo of Patty Right which emerges from the waters with the malice (and wet blouse) of a twenty year old. And the shapes of a twenty-year-old seem perfect, in the sun of this summer, the seventy-second for her, born in Venice and lived “today here, tomorrow there”. “There is no time” because every reference to age, in front of this photo, collapses like a sand castle: of course it is no longer the girl who in 1974 he stole Riccardo Fogli from Viola Valentino and flew to Scotland to marry him. Of course he is no longer the teenager who at fourteen went out to go to school and ended up going to make love (he told it in his autobiography). But again, “there is no time” in free women and when someone tries to track him down, well, they seem even more free. It happens that Patty Pravo is on vacation by the sea and two days ago on Instagram post this beautiful photo: she who comes out of the water with her wet blouse, a perfect body that has torn hundreds of comments including those (very heartfelt) of Giuliano Sangiorgi and Elisa.
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Patty Pravo, success (also) on social media
Publish many photos Patty Pravo: if you go backwards in its social flow, here it is wrapped in a robe and a bronze sunset while wishing “a happy Sunday” to its almost 72 thousand followers. And still, a few days before, she appears blonde and filiform on the shore – this time in pants, however – who exults «Finally the sea!». Today she is smiling as she had never been in the seventies, when her bronzes and frenetic loves made headlines (you are the declared husbands). Still back, a few weeks ago. In a hat and sneakers on the roofs of Rome, he quotes Peter Pan: «Never stop dreaming», with a red heart to follow. And even in the darkest days of the lockdown, closed at home together with half the world, she showed herself smiling on the sunny balcony with a vague encouragement by caption: “It seems almost summer, #iorestoacasa”.
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Be careful, though. Patty Pravo’s almost Giannimorandesque mutation comes at the end of a long career in which men made her “turn like a doll” even if the warning was always the same, very firm: “No boy, no, you won’t put me among the ten dolls you don’t like anymore”. A subtle balance between “I am mine” and “I belong to you”. That was not Viola Valentino’s “Buy Me”, but was rather an “okay, but only if I feel like it”. So today, even when posting hearts and uplifting messages, nobody thinks of a retirement of the girl who in the 1960s was scandalized by speaking of sexual freedom. Simply, “there is no time”. Could this be the fate of rebellious women? Finally land on a free beach where the naivete no longer has anything disheartening but rather resembles a timeless completeness? Taking the liberty of showing a shadow of the breast with the awareness that that curve will arouse more admiration than irony? Otherwise what good is a career spent between crazy nights and trigamies, lonely journeys in the deserts of half the planet and 120 million records sold?
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What is the purpose of transgression if not to give us the emotional freedom to write a reassuring message with a little heart today and to show us around with a wet blouse tomorrow? We change the life that can not change us. And, Patty Pravo seems to tell us, we can also change the flow of things: transforming the expression “there is no time” from the urgency of finishing something to the awareness that sometimes time stands aside.
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July 31, 2020 (change July 31, 2020 | 10:15 pm)
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