Is there a time when people who initially sell you clothes become friends?
Oh yes, there is. At least, for me.

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You’ve already read the stories of my friendships with some of my SAs and some of the store managers who have dealt with me, God bless them and their patience. (yes, Mario, I’m talking about you)

But there are stores and then there are my “home” stores, where I spend a lot of my time; whether it is for a chat and a glass of champagne (after midday, everything is allowed in Milan), or to try marvelous dresses until my arms hurt from all the dressing/undressing, those are the places where I feel comfortable and happy. Well, today’s story involves Sergio, a friend of mine who use to work for Dolce & Gabbana: he wasn’t directly involved with dealing with me day-to-day (that burden goes to Claudio, a saint, a saint!) yet there was always mutual friendliness and sympathy.  A true example of an Italian handsome gentleman, he was always ready to crack a joke but also to help with my “emergencies”. So imagine my surprise one day, when my phone rung just for me to answer and discover that he had changed companies, going to Dsquared2!
That happened only a few months after losing another part of my Dolce & Gabbana family, the famous previous manager who left to pursue his own dream of making wine in Southern Italy, so I’d say it was quite a blow.

I always thought that, despite not being part of world’s first problems, when a women choses dresses, it is quite an intimate experience. You don’t let just anyone into your dressing room: a new dress is a delicate matter, considering how many issues every woman has with her own body. Personally, I only allow my SA and my brother or my grandmother, and occasionally I like to have with me other friends who work in the store. Even then, those are the people I trust, who I love and who make me feel loved: this way, I feel comfortable to be myself and try new things without having any kind of unease usually associated with shopping. To put it shortly: it is me with only the people who I love to have next to me, and whose smiles make me happy. Lucky girl, I know.

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But I digress: let me go back to Sergio’s departure. At first I was shocked and angry: why didn’t he say anything? Yet after the first wave, I decided to be a friend and go and see how his new workplace was. So I went in, and got out with the outfit you are seeing in these pictures.
I am not an easy woman to dress. I have curves, I have difficult tastes and usually I’m very certain about what I want, and above all about what I don’t want.
But could I say no to this silk? I know, it was the pink that sealed the deal. How can I resist pink? How can any woman resist pink?!

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I decided to unite my friend’s old home and his new home, by incorporating Dolce & Gabbana’s python and raffia sandals and a matching belt, along with a gold Miss Sicily. The golden girl of both companies 😀

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2 Comments on The only exception

  1. Elenagiappodazzi
    June 29, 2014 at 8:03 pm (3 years ago)

    Simply amazing…
    Rachel Zoe ha dichiarato “style is a way to say Who you are without having to speak” e trovo meraviglioso, che attraverso il blog, ci sia una voce che conferma quanto lo stile di Lady Violante dichiara senza parlare.
    Thumbs up!!!

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    • ladyviolante
      June 30, 2014 at 9:42 am (3 years ago)

      Grazie delle bellissime parole! 🙂 🙂 🙂

      Reply

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