Should I go…?
Oh yes, I’ll take a little trip to Milan to figure out the design-worlds Mecca. I haven’t really got the time. Throw both runners and high heels in my bag. You never know what is going to happen…
I got invited to a press-conference with ‘Star Starck’ himself. I’m wearing runners. It gets crowded around him, the Press and all the others with Italian elegance and high heels. Starck is telling about his next big move…it might get big, he says. I catch a glass of champagne and a canapé. “Lucky you” is my reflection and then out into the city.
I work my way through the big fair wearing runners. It is overwhelming. It looks so easy. I wonder if anybody is thinking about the time it takes for the little things and strange experiments to get that far. One of my toes is killing me. Never mind. I’ll be heading down town. I’m staying right there in the center, with the pulls beating. So inspired by the lot. I’m wearing high heels. Now I really feel alive.
The day after, I’m in my runners again. I have met many dogs in Milan but I got very fond of one in particular. Fed up to a breaking point with design, heading home to DK. Now it is going to be nice with a cognac and my feet up.
Milan’s everything. High and low.
Rikke H
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