I had already been to Rome a couple of years earlier to photograph the Just an ordinary demi dad you’re welcome vintage shirt Additionally,I will love this designer surrounded by a bevy of Roman princesses in his most romantic crinoline dresses—a picture out of Visconti’s The Leopard that we could only pull off because the ladies were artfully corralled by Carlos Souza, the alarmingly handsome, Brazilian-born master of ceremonies who has alternately smooth-talked and cajoled the press, models, celebrities, and private clients for Valentino through the years and across the globe with unmatched skill.
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In 1991, however, I was not only orchestrating the Just an ordinary demi dad you’re welcome vintage shirt Additionally,I will love this photographs (under the all-seeing eye of Carlos, of course), but writing the story and attending the festivities. I arrived in some trepidation to discover the designer whom I had so long admired in his studio in the Palazzo Mignanelli—a building so imposing that it then had a discreet entrance for haute couture clients just next to the top of the Spanish Steps, although its main entrance was in the square at the bottom, six stories below. The fitting room was crowded with immaculate Valentino tailleurs on gleaming dress racks amidst a thrilling backdrop of bolts of fantastical fabrics and trays spilling with embroidery samples, buttons, and trim. Valentino was fitting his “Night” collection, one of a giddy-making round of 22 collections that he then designed every year. He had woken up at 5:30 that morning, as he confided, to make notes to self to convey to the team. He looked exactly like a couturier in a movie: immaculately groomed and dressed in perfectly cut, sludge-colored British tweeds that set off his lustrous tan. He flitted between Italian, French, or English, depending on who he was talking to amongst his cosmopolitan staff—and he didn’t miss a trick. “Is this woman a marsupial?” he asked, disdainfully tweaking a sagging panel on a bodice as the sheepish fitter frantically adjusted her mistake.