I used to be very cheerful, bubbly and chatty when I was younger. Then I grew up, minor and major tragedies tried to disrupt my mental sanity and I met some unbelievably duplicitous people – mainly in Italy and working in the fashion industry but also in other creative industries – and I turned into a total cynic.
Yet, believe it or not, during the last few weeks/days, I have been laughing so much I may be losing my reputation of iron woman and cynic.
I’ve been mainly laughing at the silly behaviour displayed by certain people, especially one person, a guy who is apparently working at the moment in Milan for Vogue Italia.
I met him in January during the Pitti trade show: at the time he seemed to know who I am, what I do and what I write, though I could detect from the look on his face that he didn’t like some of my remarks about specific fashion events organised in Italy.
Anyway, time passed and, in June, again at the Pitti, he simply decided to avoid me. I guess he had a few reasons to do so (apart from being responsible for creating a rather embarrassing circus by inviting a few fashion poseurs...) the main one being the unpleasant attitude he has to vaguely replicate some of the pieces I write in English into Italian for Vogue.it.
Fine, I can live with it, after all imitation is the highest form of flattery, as Coco Chanel said, and I’m used to it after, years ago, Asia Argento stole my name and surname for a third rate movie, explaining my lawyer it was all a coincidence.
Anyway, the reason why I’m laughing is that I find it funny how some suggestions I scattered here and there in this blog, from ignoring Anna Wintour’s phone calls to criticising the use of some public spaces in Milan and hoping catwalk shows would go back to public spaces like squares in a genuine attempt at democratising fashion, actually turned into reality, while specific people I mentioned in this site or interviewed for other publications, ended up becoming special guests in some Vogue Italia related events (David Koma is the special guest of tonight’s catwalk show in Piazza del Duomo). Ah, fate and coincidences!
Let’s make a bet: soon, very soon, Vogue Italia will start enthusing about Brazilian designers. Why? Simple: a long time ago I suggested the above-mentioned guy to invite Brazilian designers at AltaRoma AltaModa.
In a way there is something that really annoys me, though: I love dissenting, creating chaos and encouraging rebellion, and, judging from these results, I have sadly failed. Maybe, rather than inspiring somebody to copy and re-vomit what I write in another language, I should try and cause a coup d’état to topple Berlusconi’s government. Mind you, judging from the current political situation in Italy, I think Berlusconi will soon manage to topple himself without my help...
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