I love weddings. When my friends get married I am happy to help the bride with the dress, I enjoy the ceremony and even the endless dinners. I hate it, though, when they ask me to make a bank transfer, instead of a carefully chosen gift. The only time I’m really happy to simply give money is when it goes to charity.
When you go to Pitti Uomo you have to take a decision about what to do. Unless you are Houdini the magician, you must choose between hanging around the booths or joining shows like the amazing ones by Undecover and
Fashion shows are not all the same. Some of them are about products, others argue about taste. A few make a statement, like Undercover just did in Florence. The Japanese übercool label designed by Jun Takahashi closed the curtain on
Do you believe me if I say legwear changed my life? You probably won’t, but you really should because the naked truth is that I got a pair of Item m6 socks as a Christmas gift and, as I wore them,
Warning: this post contains images which can be disturbing to some readers, in particular those lacking in sense of humor, but Christmas wouldn’t be the same to me without the grotesque card I find every year in my letterbox from the Italian cartoonist Stefano Babini.
This was supposed to be an interview with Sheik Nail Kesova, the director of Galata Mevlevi Ensemble, that is to say the Pir or Dede, the person guiding the Sema, the whirling ritual dating back to the 13th Century and
Winter always makes me wild about shopping. Coats, jackets, jumpers, shirts, skirts and pants are more appealing to me when it gets cold, but that leads me to the never ending querelle on the value of the clothes we buy (or dream) to buy. Here there are some tips to recognize real good quality stuff, I asked my friend Angela Picozzi, co-founder of Italian top manufacturer Castor.
It’s been a long time since I first met Clare Waight Keller. We were in London and by that time she was the Head of Design at Pringle of Scotland. Backtage, she explained me about some knitwear which I thought it was oustanding to see and impossible to wear, unless you were a model.