In Italy it is perfectly accepted to have Gucci sunglasses, an Armani suit and preferrably a really cool car, while being male, 35 years old and live with Mama. Everything on the outside means something in Italy, even if you're as thick as cardboard inside. Looks are the thing.
This is worrying after todays visit to Mendrisio, a big outlet in Ticino, the Italian-speaking part of Switzerland, where Bro picked up an Armani suit.
What he doesn't know is that I took the liberty of taking a few pics of his underwear hanging to dry...
PS. He would quite possibly kill me if he knew I blogged about this. Good thing he never reads the blog...
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