The September issue of Holland Herald, the KLM in-flight magazine, has a special feature on Milan written by Jane Szita, "MIlano alla Moda". 8 pages that basically summarize why I always felt alien in the city where I was born and and where I spent way too many years. Here are some gems:
"The customers at Dolce & Gabbana's Martini Bar in Milan, much like the place itself, have a studied glamour. Bronzed girls dazzle with Just Cavalli, five-inch silver heels and Donatella Versace hair. Brioni-suited businessmen look dandyish as they sip champagne. Even the cleaner is wearing a figure-hugging black dress and crisp white apron. The Bar is D&G's circular, black, theatre of fashion, and everyone here looks the part." (Jane Szita, Holland Herald, Sept. 2007 p. 20)
"When it comes to looking good, the Milanese are prepared to pay. "People here spend so much on clothes," says Marion Harber-Radice, a British-personal shopper, sitting on the terrace of Il Salumaio, a restaurant on the Via Monte Napoleone, at the heart of the ritzy Golden Triangle shopping area. All around us manicured shoppers, laden with bags bearing exclusive logos, are sitting down to lunch, beautifully dressed in blindingly white trousers or black shift dresses, complete with towering heels and coordinating jewelery. Most look as if they were going to some formal function. "You have to dress up to go shopping in Milan," explains Marion. "You get much better service that way. If you're not dressed up, you're not taken seriously". (Jane Szita, Holland Herald, Sept. 2007 p. 23)
"A portion of that money [78 million euros, the value of the Italian fashion industry, Ed.] is made on Via della Spiga, where a fashion photographer is shooting a new Roberto Cavalli advertisement, featuring a motorbike, two girls in a mini-skirt and a boy in a skinny suit. A Milanese man with sharp sunglasses and slicked-back hair stops to rearrange his tie in the shop window behind them. He is holding up the shoot, but he takes his time, and no one seems to mind [being from Milan, I don't believe this for a second, Ed.]. After all, they know that looking good is a serious business" (Jane Szita, Holland Herald, Sept. 2007 p. 26)
As I was reading this, at 30.000 feet up in the air, I immediately reached for the barf bag. There was no turbulence, but Szita's description of the city was so effective that it almost made me puke. When people ask me why I cannot stand Milan, I used to quote lines from Bret Easton Ellis' American Psycho or Glamorama (the ending, usually). I now have a brand new repertoire of involuntarily funny quotes.
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