you always have to credit someone who is making a fashion choice that is deliberate. kudos to Beppe. but are the red socks really attractive? flattering? an improvement to the suit? when i see this i usually think the person’s goals are not to look their best, but something other. attention? not that that is a less valid goal.
This gentleman looks wonderful in his red socks. Once again, it is the one unexpected touch that makes the whole look interesting and cool. And his fascinating companion elevates his cool factor big time.
Yes, but Sart knows where to direct his camera, and I think it was very sly to focus on the gent and not on Anna Piaggi. After all, she gets all the attention she is due from the likes of Lagerfeld, who sketches her, and Manolo, who designs her shoes, and Stephen Jones who designs her hats, and fans of her work at Italian Vogue, and those who enjoy any appearance she makes in public because she never wears the same outfit twice, and the Victoria & Albert in London, which had an exhibit dedicated to her style and career in 2006.
Red socks are offered as an achievement sitting next to Anna Piaggi? Unfortunately, the lovely man suffers by comparison, and right now, and anytime Anna storms the gates, the rest of the world is exposed as either unimaginative, fearful, constricting, codependent bunch, sometimes all. Viva Anna, Viva viva viva!
Colored socks look sexy on a man. it shows some form of attention given to the greatest of details, which is so uncommon these days with men. Wonder what brand he’s wearing. I bought some green ones from vk nagrani, and no one got it at first. now, i’m addicted to anything but black!
Of course Sart will have a pic of Anna by herself, but he’s saving it for a separate post, right Sart?
I also like reading the comments as much as the posts AND I think one of my first ever comments came from someone who saw my comment on here and came to my blog (that’s enough about me, let’s talk about me)…
During a museum tour the guide explains, “Here you can see the statue of Minervaâ€¦”. “Excuse me, madam,” a visitor interjects. “Who is that man behind her? Is he her husband?” “No, Minerva wasnâ€™t married: She was the goddess of wisdom.”