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HANDS AND EYES When DOLCE MET GABBANA From The New Yorker
Milan was cold and foggy, and although it was still midafternoon when I arrived outside the Dolce & Gabbana showroom, at 7 Via Santa Cecilia, the January day was already growing dark. The city had been under a blanket of subalpine fog, for days, and the air was brown and felt gluey, as though the mist and trapped smog was congealing. The was the last of three days of fittings for the Dolce & Gabbana winter, 2005, men's show, which would be staged the following afternoon, in the courtyard next to the showroom. It was to be a big show, with eighty-six outfits, or "exits," to be worn by sixty models. Several dozen of those models were occupying the floor of the cramped lobby area at 7 Santa Cecilia, huddled so close to one another that it was necessary to thread a path through them in order to reach the receptionist's desk. Many wore headphones, and their heads were bobbing gently. They looked serious and introspective, as though they were psyching themselves up for the big game. To read a pdf file (1mb) of this story click here. To download a free copy of Adobe Acrobat Reader, click here. Copyright © John Seabrook 2005. All rights reserved Home | Books | Stories | Bio | Contact
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