A few of the leftover Milan photos. (There’ll be more on my photo diary shortly, folks!):
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As well as all of these (more below), today we got to Gucci early and took some great photos of Anna Dello Russo and Tommy Ton and Bryan Boy and Nick Wooster and a whole bunch of other stylish people arriving for the show. It was like, the best photo morning ever. But upon arriving back at the hotel to review them, it has become apparent that something has happened to them and they have mysteriously disappeared. Like, off the face of the earth. So basically, my post is now ruined and I am in a bad mood and I’m not blogging for the rest of the day. The end.
It turns out Milan in winter has one temperature (freezing) and two kinds of ‘light’ – from 8:30am ’till 4:30pm (daylight) it’s completely grey and there is no variation. It doesn’t get lighter or darker or anything. It just stays the same. You can’t even tell which way the sun is coming from because it’s so cloudy, so everywhere you look it’s grey. Light grey. And from 4:30pm ’till 8:30am (night-time) it’s just next level dark, kind of like 10:00pm in New Zealand dark. Dark Grey.
So this morning I woke up at 7.00am (Dark Grey) after the first full night’s sleep I’ve had since I left Auckland. After a breakfast of a croissant and the italian equivalent of Nutella, I donned my warmest outfit (two pairs of tights, long-sleeve thermal top, shirt, Juliette Hogan tweed dress, woollen sweater and Huffer coat) and braved the cold to race to our first show of the day, Ermenegildo Zegna. Here’s what I saw: