You can see my plane tickets in the souvenirs above, but I am glad you cannot see the amount I had to pay for excess baggage. When I go to Europe for twenty days each summer, to attend the men’s fashion shows, I pack more than forty outfits. So many fucking clothes.
The envelope with the red wax seal contains the invitation to the Dries Van Noten show. It’s just so Dries. Also included is an invitation to the Calvin Klein dinner party, which took place at a hidden restaurant on the outskirts of Milan. It was a lovely place, with high ceilings, filled with kings and queens of Instagram. Calvin knows how to throw a party.
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The little bottle of moisturizer? I bought it in Florence, at the Farmacia Al Ponte Vecchio. It’s the store’s own brand. I have a thing about pharmacies. You feel taken care of whenever you enter one. My father ran three pharmacies in Barcelona, so maybe that’s why.
The invitation for the Boglioli show has a Slim Aarons photograph on the front. His pictures, which chronicled a golden moment in fashion history, inspired not only Boglioli’s Spring ’15 collection but also Umit Benan’s.
The pineapple iPhone case was made by my friend Jaime Colomer. He’s like me, but shorter. The pineapple is by far the chicest and funnest fruit. Attached is the AmpRidge microphone I use when I’m interviewing designers backstage.
The colorful silk handkerchief was given out at Etro’s food-inspired show. Instantly, I folded it and tucked it into the pocket of my blazer.
The white sneakers, I wore them every day. They are the Air Force 1 Downtown Breeze, by Nike. Great for street style. They were the envy of the other editors. On days when I was dressed in blue, I wore the blue-lensed Paul Smith sunglasses, pictured above. And whenever I travel, wherever I go, I wear the Turkish prayer beads, usually as a necklace. They’re a fashion statement for me; I do not pray.
The other items … you can ask me about them the next time we see each other.
The men’s fashion industry these days is all optimism. My trip was exhausting, but I felt almost sad on the flight back to New York.