Recently we went photo hunting–it was a beautiful Sunday in Milan and fashion week was wrapping to a close. The streets in the fashion district brimmed with trendy types and photographers with telephoto lenses stalked them, hiding behind traffic signs or at the curb between cars. We did likewise, catching a few birds of rare plumage with our gear.
Later, we followed the sounds of loud music and found the venue for the John Richmond show, held in a lush garden behind Corso Venezia. It was lunchtime; only a small, steadfast group waited outside the gates for celebrity attendees to exit. When Italian television star, Belen Rodriguez (of Argentine descent), and her brand new husband, Stefano, emerged, people scrambled, clicking madly.
“You’re so beautiful,” one woman said, gushing.
“I love your ring,” said another, referring to her huge diamond. “Good luck.”
“Thank you,” Belen smiled. She seemed tired by the hoopla; she had married Stefano just two days prior in the midst of a media frenzy.
The crowd thinned and by the time Jane Hamilton, star of the TV serial, “Elisa di Rivombrosa,” emerged, just a few bystanders were on hand. Two men asked to have their pictures taken with her; she graciously complied.
Journalists from the Russian World Fashion network worked the crowd. “I like your shoes,” said the journalist to one man in a fedora. “Where did you buy them?”
Later, in front of the Metropole theater where the D&G show was underway, the ticketless congregated on the street, here too snapping their cameras at anyone who looked fashionable.
“Who is that?” I asked one man in a baseball cap who was avidly immortalizing a blond. The man shrugged.
“I don’t know, but she looks good doesn’t she?”
“She’s a blogger,” said a woman with green dinosaurs on a black tunic. “No. Don’t know her name,” she answered when I asked.
Read the rest HERE: Numéro Cinq magazine.