There is no black and there will be no black

After the accident at twenty-one, Frida Kahlo gathers herself in parts. She is as beautiful and fragile as the Cathedral in Mexico City: it is rumored that once there stood a huge pyramid of the Aztecs, but it was destroyed - and from the remaining stones, a Catholic temple was built.

Frida creates life as if with a broad stroke of a brush: she speaks loudly, swears like a street boy, drinks tequila with the sour taste of lime, and wears vibrant skirts of the women from the Isthmus of Tehuantepec. Frida loves political demonstrations, flowers woven into her hair, embroidered erotic messages on her skirts, but most of all - Diego Rivera, the most renowned painter of Mexico, and it is this passion that will forever turn her life in the most unpredictable direction.