A fashion world without Cavalli. That wouldn’t be nice at all. The italian fashion prince with his unbuttoned shirts reliably creates headlines. He is a great entertainer. A few days ago, Cavalli started a fight with muscle man Armani:
“As usual, the Camera Nazionale della Moda is washing its hands of the situation and it will not go against the wishes of ‘Little King’ Armani, and therefore the problems are mine alone. What can I do? Do I stay the final day, running the risk that some foreign journalists will forgo my show, or should I overlap with smaller fry, smaller brands, acting as some of my colleagues do?”
“Cavalli should be quiet because the ‘Little King’ could start to get angry.”
A brawl between those two old men seems inevitable. The Dandy Diary-Team starts now to take bets for money. But we won’t be impartial in case of a fight. We just like him too much for that, our Macho Cavalli.
Alright, it is enough by now: this autumn, the crawling cold and also the wet feet.
From now on I am wearing boots. Call me whatever you want. If you insist also a Prenzlauer Berg-hiker.
Starting today, I am putting my feet in the warm-feet-classic RED WING, so that I will stop freezing. One would know this shoes mainly by seeing them on advertisement-agency owners from Hamburg wearing them during weekend-autumn-walks with their big dogs while resting on Sylt or on edgy Düsseldorf- inhabitants, who also enjoy wearing ‘Designer-Jeans‘ and half-long hair. I am neither of those two things, and I do not want to become either.
But them and me, we are connected now: by having warm, dry feet. And that is worth it! For real. It is enough.