Fare Thee Well.
by The Window Shopper
“How terrible it is to love something death can touch.”
I feel like I’ve been accomplishing a ton of firsts lately. Running not in a gym. Swimming not in a personal pool. Traveling not the globe. Acknowledging the not happening anytime soon resurrection of D&G… Which although announced forever ago, is so morbid, I haven’t been able to come to terms with until today. I mean who else over the years has designed entire collections focused on the obsoleteness of shirts? And shorts? Nobody!
D&G has always spoke to me as the Sicilian gypsy child of Versace’s gaud and Chanel’s chic, and I’m totally bummed. Sure, terminating the label will give Domenico and Stefano plenty of time to focus on Dolce & Gabbana, but whatever. It doesn’t need more time. It’s actually perfect. Always. They can do no wrong. Except for killing D&G. Which is basically killing me. I guess its a really good thing I moonlight as a medium…
Before finally being laid to rest, here is a look back at some of my favorite favorite D&G moments.
Fare thee well. I’ll miss you.
D&G, 434 West Broadway, 212.965.8000
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