André and his skateboard (and I assume is probably true that Grunge is not dead)

What a hat and a pair of suspenders can do for a man

Hugo...Hugo Boss

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Rio - Red stripes in the dark

Rio - The boy and the girl

They also wear boots in Rio

Rio - Smart chic

Rio de Janeiro by Winter

La femme en noir

Lovely boy

Back to school

Coverall, cap and mirror sunglasses

Blue cowgirl

The cap

Shy elegance

Estoril - The surfer

A sevillian panama in Lisbon

José and his (fixed gear) bike

Smells like Kanye West

It’s more than one being white and the other being black… the biggest difference between me and João is that if I wore something like this I would look as if I was part of a boy band. João just looks like Kanye West. Damn you João!

Back to Lisbon - Filipa

Aperitivo al Duomo - The simpler the better

Luigi - The rainbow in Milan

Milan - Fluttering dress

Verona - Rolled up pants and sleeves

Cinque Terre (Corniglia) - Yim

Cinque Terre (Vernazza) - Un bello ragazzo italiano (mediterranean look)

Florence - British flavour

Australian girls are awesome

It’s impossible to be in Florence and not wonder about those gentlemen stuck in their impeccably tailored suits, who use handkerchiefs in their lapels the same way we use our “everyday” ties and who wear those bright-coloured socks that seem to be part of the best Agatha Ruiz de la Prada collections. A fashion editor from la Repubblica reminded me: “Firenze non è Pitti Uomo”. He’s right. It’s too hot in Florence. I look around and all I can see is mini-skirts, flip-flops, tank shirts, naked biceps, sweaty cleavages and naked shoulders. And tourists…thousands of tourists. Emma is in front of me. I look at her and I wonder:

- What am I complaining about?