Don't call my name; don't call my name, Roberto.
On second thought why would he right? Mr. Cavalli made it clear that he “love women and he love sex”. I’m not kidding, that was how he close the speech. Moving on to reviews— We’ll skip the part about how gorgeous his bodyguard/nephew/assistant was.
It starts with a video montage of the designer and his contribution in the past years. They say men are like wine they get better with age. Mr. Cavalli turned orange with age. Well at least that’s what I noticed. The montage was entertaining nonetheless.
The word ‘epic’ is overrated but really, epic (on a Singapore scale) is the only word suitable to describe— Mr. Cavalli himself agreed that this show was special.
Presented along with the latest Fall 2010 ready-to-wear collections were handpicked dresses from the Cavalli archives.For every feather piece that walked out, I was literally shaking in my (F-row) seat. It was amazing, it’s not everyday you’ll get to see Roberto Cavalli’s iconic gowns all in one show. Everyone who wasn’t familiar or didn’t like his creations earlier, walked out as Cavalli converts.
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