Come on. Speak true to me. A Manolo Blahnik ‘s Reata sandals matched with a Alma BB Vuitton bag of a ‘Pomme d’amour” Red it’s a fashion journey that would definitely end up in making you feel like a small screen fashion icon. A trend setter, as they label you. Of course, You would straight your shoulders and you would swagger flauntingly, thinking you knock them all down. But Choo, Fendi, Louboutin, or Chloe should give you more that just ‘a moment of glory and a glamour look’.

Ever since you felt that classy stylish spirit, you definitely discovered that ability of wearing a ‘no name’ nightgown with pride and elegance: a trademark of Class; upper class of course. In the same spirit, next morning, you come out only to find your sleepers looking amazing. It really doesn’t matter that we’re talking plush shoes here: the pathetic almost always consists in the detail of little things. And the day haven’t even started yet.

By noon, if you’re lucky, you’ll feel like ‘a very well-dressed career gal’ with a French embodied chic YSL look alike attitude. (In fact, your corporate suits are boring as they unsuccessfully imitate androgynous styles).

Then, suddenly, you have springs in your steps, as rumors whisper you will attend some sluggish presentation in Milan. Out of the blue, the lanes of Malpensa that guide your steps to the gates turn into the world’s greatest catwalk. You strut confidently wearing a Hermes scarf you found on sales in one of those duty-free shops. “Les connaisseurs” will observe it.

By the end of the day, you’ll get the point, as you stand there, far from being extreme and expensive. But you still got that look. The one that have always been there: the one of the right spirit. Dress code turns to be an attitude code.

Now, enjoy our Gala and feel yourself as a part of that “upper class” with attitude!

P.S. I’m still in the Van Cleef & Arpels’ era. I wouldn’t exchange them with those plush shoes, though. It’s about attitude, after all.