Here it is then. One more time. Last year I wore Gucci at the launch of Amayzine.com, and it seemed like a great full circle moment to wear something from Frida Gianini. An email to my friend Alberto Zacchini (Albi to those close to him) and two days later a box so big I could live in it got delivered.

It matched so perfectly with the disco balls from yesterday that it seemed as if Alberto had met up with the party commission to discuss it. Let’s leave it at a pleasant coincidence of circumstance. My shoes are Dior, as is the earring that I confiscated from Jet. Oh well, if she can touch my mattelassé, I’m allowed a little pilfering right? And how did my hair end up looking so gorgeous? Well you’ll have to ask Leco van Zadelhoff.