Symbols of a nation or nationality are so tricky Â when taken out of their usual context. Â It’s so difficult to know where to draw the line and what may or may not offend other people. There’s a fine line between admiration and potential derision. For that reason I stay away from wearing anything that I consciously feel may offend (that includes fur).
This isn’t about making this young lady right or wrong but about questioning the feelings that it arose in me.
p.s. this was shot in a small bodega(?) in Florence in early June.