milan diary, Day5 by angelo flaccavento

Last day, end of the play. I skip all the shows in the morning and start with Trussardi, not knowing exactly why. This is beyond boring, but less diasastrous than in the past, with more that a wink to Prada-esque tricks, as in the layering of black chiffon over flesh satin on dancing shifts. Cavalli is a delirious cruise into tackiness and the men’s very own idea of luxe, which mens in-yer-face and predictably over the top.You get everything in there: oversized Vichy checks, fringed golden leather, pailet

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