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FLORENCE, Italy – As Steven Stokey-Daley’s fall show in Florence during Pitti Uomo wrapped, the British designer, the 2022 recipient of the LVMH Prize for Young Designers, revealed longtime fan Harry Styles is acquiring a minority stake in the company.

Financial terms of the deal were not disclosed.

“Harry and I have a shared vision for the future of S.S. Daley and we look forward to this new chapter together as we focus on brand longevity and scaling the business into a modern British heritage house,” the designer, 26, said.

The pair was introduced by Styles’ stylist Harry Lambert, who masterminded the wardrobe for the artist’s “Golden” music video, outfitting him in Stokey-Daley’s graduate collection.

The investment is geared at building S.S. Daley’s direct-to-consumer business and forge ahead with plans for a “sustainable and long-term expansion,” the company said in a statement.

After graduating from the University of Westminster, Stokey-Daley made his London Fashion Week debut in September 2021 supported by the National Youth Theatre artistic director Paul Roseby, staging a four-part performance by members of the theater, riffing on British tailoring and tackling such topics as social class, inequality, school life, sexual awakening and homosexuality.

That same year, the S.S. Daley designer was among the recipients of the British Fashion Council’s Newgen initiative and was awarded again by the British fashion governing body the following year, with the BFC Foundation Awards.

The designer’s gender-fluid take on the uniforms of the British upper classes, such as wide-leg trousers, argyle-knit wool vests and embroidered shirts, appeals to a Gen-Z sensibility, and a growing female customer base. The brand is currently stocked in a handful of retailers, including Saks Fifth Avenue, Dover Street Market, Matchesfashion, Bergdorf Goodman, 10 Corso Como Seoul and I.T Store.

Attending the S.S. Daley show in Florence, Sir Paul Smith praised Stokey-Daley and said: “I think that the ideal thing [for him] would be to try and work in parallel with a commercial company that help him develop as a commercial designer, as well as creative designer. And of course, that’s what everybody dreams of. He has the balance between commerciality and creativity.”

“I think [his designs] might have had similarities in my earlier [career]… We are in 60-something countries now. So you have to be a lot more aware of commerciality and things that work for the shops especially right now because the business and around the world is so difficult for people,” Smith added.

Styles’ investment falls in line with a growing number of celebrities becoming brand shareholders. They include, among others, Oprah Winfrey and Reese Witherspoon who invested in Spanx; Priyanka Chopra and Nick Jonas in skiwear maker Perfect Moment; Beyoncé, Jessica Alba and Rihanna in French accessories firm Destree; Mila Kunis, Cameron Diaz and Gabrielle Union in Autumn Adeigbo, and Mark Wahlberg in Italian sneaker brand P448.

Harry Styles has made his first major fashion move following the departure of Gucci’s former creative director Alessandro Michele. It was announced on Thursday that the singer, a fierce champion of Michele’s designs throughout his tenure at the Italian brand, has taken a minority stake in emerging British label S.S. Daley, winner of the 2022 LVMH Prize for Young Designers.

The news follows designer Steven Stokey-Daley’s latest spring 2024 runway show presented at the Florentine trade fair, Pitti Uomo. Styles has been a proponent of Daley ever since his stylist, Harry Lambert, introduced him to the brand in 2020.

Daley is best known his quirky menswear styles that are defined by his unique Birtishisms—think ballooning pleated pants, reworked Oxford shirts, playful knits.

“It’s been very much organic,” Stokey-Daley in an interview with British Vogue. “One of the really nice things is, Harry approached me and sort of made it apparent that he was a fan of what we’re doing. And of course, I’m very much a fan of his.”

Styles has worn Daley’s designs on several occasions, and seems to have moved away from the current Gucci led by Sabato De Sarno, so the move feels like a natural fit. Most notably, Stokey-Daley outfitted Styles in several looks for his “Golden” music video which he credits for propelling his brand into the forefront of the industry.

“When it came out, he completely widened the spotlight for me,” the designer said of the video. “There was a huge acceleration in my orders. And it just escalated from there.” The designer added that Styles’ linen shirt and Oxford bags were “Made from curtains my grandmother found in a charity shop in Liverpool"

Exact details of the agreement remain unknown, however, it’s quite significant for a celebrity of Styles’ stature to make a move of this nature. Yes, celebrity visibility is important for emerging labels but an actual financial investment is equally, if not more, valuable. “It means I’ve been able to relaunch my direct-to-consumer website, and take on staff,” said of the news.

In a statement released shortly after his runway show, packed full of graphic knitwear and tailoring, Stokey-Daley discussed the future of his eponymous label under the watchful eye of the hitmaker:

“Harry and I have a shared vision for the future of S.S. Daley and we look forward to this new chapter together as we focus on brand longevity and scaling the business into a modern British heritage house."

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Giovanni Gastel was an internationally celebrated fashion photographer, referred to as a genius by the biggest names in the industry. He was born in Milan into an aristocratic family. He contributed to the birth of  Italian fashion imagery. He began showing an acute capacity for art at the age of twelve and by his late teens had dabbled in photography. In his early twenties, Gastel began working as a photographer at Christie's, the British auction house. In 1981 he discovered the world of fashion photography through his agent. His fashion photography was first published in the magazine Annabella in 1982. This marked a turning point in Gastel’s career; shortly after his first publication he formed a permanent and prosperous partnership with Vogue Italia in 1982. Gastel then met the editor of Edimoda and Gisella Borioli, Flavio Lucchini, and began working for the infamous magazines Mondo Uomo and Donna.

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Il design senza tempo di Pequod Acoustics protagonista al Caffé Gilli per Pitti Immagine Uomo 97

Subito dopo aver festeggiato il Capodanno 2020 allo Yang Club di Singapore (nella foto) e sull'Ufo Stage del Cortina Futuristic NYE, i diffusori Pequod Acoustics sono stati protagonisti dell'ennesima installazione di prestigio.

Le casse Hi Pro, prodotte da un brand 100% Made in Italy, anzi Made in Florence, hanno diffuso infatti il sound di due dj, Michael Byrne e Marco Fiorucci, nel dehor di Caffé Gilli in occasione di Pitti Immagine Uomo 97, nei primi giorni di gennaio 2020. Il design senza tempo di Pequod Acoustics si è mescolato con l'architettura dello storico locale fiorentino, da sempre uno dei più rappresentativi della città.

Sono solo le ennesime installazioni per Pequod Acoustics, protagonista soprattutto in Asia di un anno di grande successo raccontato tra le altre da testate di prestigio come l'italiana Rockol e l'asiatica ProAVLAsia.

Da qualche giorno infatti, a Singapore, chi ha voglia di cenare e poi ballare con gli amici può scegliere 1-Altitude Club, un locale multifunzionale di ben 1500 metri quadrati disposti su tre diversi livelli. Le diverse proposte di 1-Altitude Club spaziano dalla nightlife alla ristorazione di qualità con il ristorante Stellar. Lo scenografico impianto audio di 1-Altitude Gallery & Bar, rooftop situato a ben 282 metri sul livello del mare, è firmato Pequod Acoustics. Gli inconfondibili coni bianchi del brand fiorentino si fanno notare comunque, anche nel club più alto del mondo, un luogo in cui cui la vista sulla città, dall'alto del grattacielo, è semplicemente unica. https://www.1-altitude.com.

Sempre in Asia, lo scorso 20 ottobre 2019 un set di casse Pequod Acoustics è stato utilizzata ad Ho Chi Minh City, in Vietnam, al Khu 13 per uno dei celebri party della serie Boiler Room. Boiler Room è probabilmente della festa itinerante più conosciuta nel clubbing internazionale e ogni evento mette insieme, sponsor, top dj e fashion people… il tutto viene ovviamente diffuso su Boiler Room  tv e YouTube (qui: https://boilerroom.tv/session/boiler-room-ho-chi-minh e in uno speciale su XONE: https://youtu.be/ifE6-UFTSc0). L'impatto sonoro e il design di Pequod Acoustics si fanno infatti sempre notare.

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Proprio come il capitano Achab in "Moby Dick" guida la sua baleniera Pequod alla ricerca della balena bianca, i due fondatori di Pequod Acoustic, i fratelli Simone e Andrea Ugolini, entrambi ingegneri guidano la loro azienda alla ricerca della perfezione nella riproduzione del suono.

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Il viaggio senza fine di Pequod Acoustics inizia a Firenze, dove le casse vengono progettate, ingegnerizzate e poi prodotte. Non è un caso. Negli stessi luoghi dove Leonardo Da Vinci dette vita alle sue invenzioni, oggi c'è una filiera di aziende italiane dedicate all'audio high-end (le apparecchiature dedicate agli appassionati di hi fi) ed al pro audio (ciò che ci diffonde musica nei locali e ai concerti).

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La filosofia di Pequod Acoustics è facile da raccontare: niente compromessi, ricerca instancabile e soluzioni particolari. Non sono certo molti i diffusori single horn nel settore pro audio. Ma un diffusore single horn, quando viene accoppiato con trasduttori in specifiche frequenze sonore, permette un'elevata dinamica, combinata  tra l'altro con un alto livello di pressione sonora e livelli di distorsione molto bassi. In altre parole, i diffusori Pequod Acoustics sono perfetti per un club o per qualsiasi tipo di evento in cui la musica debba suonare ad alto volume perché non distorcono il suono all'aumentare della potenza.

I diffusori Pequod Acoustic derivano da una ricerca che ha richiesto molti anni di passione. Sono stati presentati ufficialmente al mondo solo pochi mesi fa, durante Prolight and sound fair, a Francoforte, nell'aprile 2019. Per completare il team, Simone e Andrea Ugolini hanno recentemente ingaggiato Leonardo Dani come Chief Sales Officer, un grande professionista che ha una grande esperienza internazionale nel settore pro-audio anche come tecnico del suono.

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11 years ago, a grave was found. Two people who had been holding hands and were buried looking at each other for 1500 years. They were dubbed “The Lovers of Modena”.

Recently, they did a DNA study which showed (gasp!) that they were both male.

Apart from the tricky business of them now having been designated male at death, the heteronormativity of the scientists assuming they were male/female couple is kiiiiiiiiiiiind of disgusting. But kind of in a fun, “whaha sucks to be you” kind of way, you know?

Well, that is until the scientists take it oooone step further. Researcher at the University of Bologna (also Northern Italy) Federico Lugli says (English translation follows Italian):

"In passato sono state trovate diverse tombe con coppie di individui deposti mano nella mano, ma in tutti i casi si trattava di un uomo e una donna. Quale fosse il legame tra i due individui della sepoltura modenese, invece, resta per il momento un mistero".

Translation: “There have been earlier cases in which a couple was buried together holding hands, but these couples all consisted of a man and a woman. What the link was between the two individuals (literal translation), remains to be a mystery for now.”

“La sepoltura di due uomini mano nella mano non era certamente una pratica comune in epoca tardo-antica", spiega ancora Federico Lugli. "Crediamo che questa scelta simboleggi una particolare relazione esistente tra i due individui, non sappiamo però di quale tipo". Tra le diverse ipotesi in campo quella degli amanti sembra essere la più remota. "In epoca tardo-antica è improbabile che un amore omosessuale potesse essere riconosciuto in modo tanto evidente dalle persone che hanno preparato la sepoltura", dice ancora Lugli. "Visto che i due individui hanno età simili, potrebbero essere parenti, ad esempio fratelli o cugini. Oppure soldati morti insieme in battaglia: la necropoli in cui sono stati rinvenuti potrebbe essere un cimitero di guerra”.

Translation: "The burial of two men hand in hand was certainly not a common practice in the late-ancient era," explains Federico Lugli. "We believe that this choice symbolizes a particular relationship between the two individuals, but we do not know which type". Among the various hypotheses in the field, that of lovers seems to be the most remote. "In late-ancient times it is unlikely that homosexual love could be recognized so clearly by the people who prepared the burial," says Lugli. "Given that the two individuals have similar ages, they could be relatives, for example siblings or cousins. Or soldiers who died together in battle: the necropolis in which they were found could be a war cemetery ”.

You know what, they could be absolutely right. I mean, I can’t find any evidence that at any point in the past 11 years they thought it was a war cemetery... That only came up once they found out about “conflicting information” about this couple. Yet that doesn’t mean they are wrong. What their conclusions do prove is that they are made based on heteronormative preconceptions. If you’re basing your conclusions on the presumption a peoples sex/gender, then you’re doing it wrong.

Also, you don’t even know who buried them. How on earth would you know that they wouldn’t be able to recognise their relationship for what it was? Because queer people didn’t exist 1500 years ago? These are fucking Romans. The only thing the Romans were better at than being hella gay was being misogynistic to the point of thinking gay male relationships were better than even straight ones - just because it didn’t have women in the relationship.

The fact that no graves have been found exactly like this is not surprising. Not because queer people did not exist, but because we’ve only been digging in this fashion for a few years. Chances are, we have found them, but haven’t recognised them as such. The technique they used to even identify the sex of these people is still very new. 11 years ago we literally couldn’t do it yet. Not that we can now... :P

http://www.rainews.it/dl/rainews/media/Gli-Amanti-di-Modena-sepolti-mano-nella-mano-nella-necropoli-erano-due-uomini-fidanzati-soldati-fratelli-4f27b411-8a54-4d44-a745-185a8dd2789e.html#foto-1

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STREET STYLE - RESEARCH (1)

STREET FASHION PHOTOGRAPHY

Street style imagery has become an indispensable part of a thriving Facebook business page. It already plays a huge role in the editorial strategies of successful fashion e-commerce brands. For those unfamiliar with the term, it is essentially a form of photography which captures fashionable people out and about or on-the-go. The allure of such photographs comes from the fact these images are both relatable and aspirational, with the average person able to replicate these looks with items that are within their grasp. The biggest drawcard is that it puts these products and styles into a real-life context - the one thing that editorial shoots and overly polished product images lack.

4 things to consider during street fashion photography:

Location

Lighting (exposure)

Approaching to the model

Make it comfortable

THE SARTORIALIST

For nearly two decades, Scott Schuman, the American photographer behind the famed lens of The Sartorialist, has captured the stylish heartbeat of New York City and beyond. Schuman was early to both blogging and street-style photography, and his work ushered in a new dialogue about capital-F Fashion and its relationship to daily life. Sometimes that meant posed photos of sharply dressed folks during Fashion Weeks. Other days it meant simple candid shots of naturally stylish New Yorkers going about their everyday lives. Either way, The Sartorialist managed to capture the attention of the fashion world at large.

Schuman, who has been living in New York for three decades, has seen the city through its share of ups and downs. He can still recall what Manhattan felt like after the September 11 attacks, when he made the decision to leave his steady job in sales to try his hand at photography.

Schuman’s blog soon gained popularity with the fashion industry, building momentum, which would see the site enter the general public’s awareness. The title, “The Sartorialist”, loosely translating to “well done”, is the guiding philosophy behind Schuman’s approach to capturing street style – highlighting originality in outfit composition as a means to commend the individual as the main objective. His early images sparked the interest of his hometown friend, Angela Ahrendts , head of Burberry at the time, who tapped Schuman to shoot trench coats for a Burberry campaign in 2009. Schuman’s photos and blog came to the attention of Dirk Standen , editor of Style.com, who commissioned the photograph to take street style photographs of the fashion packs congregating at fashion weeks across the globe. His first editorial shoot was for the British Elle, soon raising his profile so much so, that his photos became instrumental in promoting the career of up-and-coming fashion industry trendsetters, such as Anna Dello Rosso, editor-at-large of Vogue Japan.

Schuman has been featured in GQ Magazine where he was given his own page, to shoot and edit, in every issue for over three years, as well as work appearing in Vogue Italia, Vogue Paris, Esquire and Interview Magazine. Schuman has also been commissioned to work on advertisements for companies including Burberry, Gant by Michael Bastian, DKNY Jeans and Nespresso; the photographer himself appeared in a GAP campaign in 2008.

An anthology of his images was published in 2009 byThree volumes of his book series, “The Sartorialist” have been published by Penguin, picked up by stockists such as Net-a-Porter and since then has soldhave sold over 100,000 copies.  His work resides in the permanent collections of the Victoria & Albert Museum, The Tokyo and the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Photography and the National Portrait Gallery. In 2018, the Getty Museum staged an exhibition on 100 years of fashion photography, featuring Schuman’s work among others. .

Schuman also tried his hand at design, collaborating with the Italian menswear label, Sutor Mantellassi on a limited-edition shoe collection showcased at the Florence Pitti Uomo show in 2015.

In 2012, Schuman won the CFDA media award with then girlfriend and prominent French street-style photographer,Schuman has been dating the prominent French street-style photographer and illustrator Garance Doré since 2008. In 2015, the couple announced an amicable break-up on social media. Schuman is now engaged to Jenny Walton, who was also appointed as illustrater and fashion director of The Sartorialist. Schuman also announced the upcoming release of a travel book on style in India, Africa and South America.

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Paring: Giacomo Casanova x Fanny Price Chapter: 1/? Rating: Mature Word count: 2990 Tags: Slow Burn, Fluff, First Meetings, First Kiss, First Time

Summary:

When he decided to come to England, it was for the women. It wasn't to sell the Italian dresses he didn't make. It wasn't to drink champagne in posh garden parties he didn't like. It most definitely wasn't to fall in love with a woman he didn't want.

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New Teninch story I’ve started working on because I’ve wanted to do this for far too long! I know it’s not the most popular pairing, but I love it and I wanted to give it a try!

Tagging both @doctorroseprompts and @timepetalscollective should this fit in any of the ongoing prompts!

I hope you’ll like it! :-)

The hunting horn had blown. The moment he had stepped through the gate of the imposing mansion, the game had started. The first part of the game was setting up the rules. Making sure everyone knew he was a player, better yet, he was the man who would dominate the game. Make sure everyone knew he was the best hunter and would not let go of his preys, no matter how fierce or how cantankerous the opponents.

He had won the first round already. Pretend he was a wealthy Italian fabric merchant to slither his way into the garden, who unfortunately happened to have lost his invitation letter. The natural talent he possessed with his tongue and his charm were his best trumps, of course. His perfectly tailored costume, rich blue silk sewn with gold, white lace collar pinned with a jeweled brooch, knee-length leather boots were just helpful accessories. Outer evidence of a small fortune he only owned in the pompous discourses he had crafted for such occasions. Luxury clothes and precious adornments were but mere illusions. A few of his words were worth more than whatever money he could convince anyone he possessed. His mouth made him rich. His attitude made him respectable. His clothes only gave him the look.

Two young women walked past him, brushed against his arm, giggling and throwing the kind of decent smile high-society girls were taught to smile, but a smile that hid so much more. He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, a grin pulling at the corner of his lips, and picked up a crystal flute from the table. Just half a glass of posh champagne he would nurse until he would find the perfect prey. Obviously, it wouldn't take long. He would have thought British girls to be more… Moderate. Elegant. Smarter, and maybe colder. Obviously, he had been wrong. Or so he thought.

Oh, they were classier, he couldn't deny that. Well-mannered, well-dressed, well-behaved. But he saw it. He felt it. In the way they tried not to look at him but their eyes burnt his body under the heat of a single of their fleeting glances. In the way their fingers slightly tightened around their glass when he walked past them, as if they were struggling to keep their hands from reaching out to him. In the way they shifted in their seats, or shifted on their feet, like little animals who knew they could get bit and dragged into a den, but who would have gladly let themselves be caught. In all of those ways, none of them were better than all the frivolous Italian women who would have sold their mothers and properties just to get a chance to be naked in his bed.

So, he began to seduce. That one woman, with a red corset that puffed out into a large skirt, glorious breasts pushed up so high and so tight her pendant was trapped between the two mounds of flesh. He rather liked it. He didn’t even have to speak. A wink from one of his piercing blue eyes, a tug on a lapel of his jacket, a small bow and a devastating smile. There went his first dance. The first occasion to get a proper feel of British flesh, his long fingers digging into her hip, her supple chest brushing against his despite the expected and required distance between their bodies, the round swell of her bottom under his little finger, just enough of a contact to map out a derriere that was probably just as glorious as her devant. She fluttered her eyelids at him, looked at him through thick eyelashes, a light blush on her cheeks, and he decided he could do better. She was well-endowed, yes, but her face was common. Not particularly pretty, nor special enough to spark his interest. Not yet anyway. He’d have to wait until the end of the hunt and find out which weakened prey he’d pick - he would stop at three, no need to make himself too noticed.

“Remember the name, Mia Signorina,” he whispered in her ear as he let go of her waist on the last note of the song. “Casanova.”

Oh he loved it, how women swooned when he spoke those few words, rolled his letters and made the vowels last - the moment he had set foot on British soil, he had found out his tongue could not only talk his way in and out of things, but could also speak a foreign language. It made it all too easy.

“Ciao Lady, you sure look like, la perfetta stronza, today,” he greeted the older woman who had been ogling his backside for far too long - and chuckled under his breath when she had to fan her rubicon face, most certainly oblivious to the meaning of his words. “Very nice bosom, though too flabby and too vulgar, I don’t even want to think about the rest. Definitely not doable. Buona giornata, eh?”

It seemed her husband had been watching them from afar, because he briskly walked to them when the wife began to shout at him, rise from her chair and threaten him with her pointy umbrella. She was turning even redder, but knew it had nothing to do with either his charm or his backside, this time.

“This eccentric foreigner told me...” she started when her husband asked what was the commotion about in a bark.

“Advised you on your sense of fashion,” he was quick to interrupt with a fake laugh and a dismissive bending of his wrist, the kind of gesture he was sure those British expected from an extroverted Italian designer. “I truly am sorry, Sir, but look. The pompom under the chestline is much too loose, you can see the string about to break. The dress might have suited her a few years ago, but it is now too small and doesn’t hug her shapes in the right places, which makes her look più grassa than she is, and also rather ridiculous. I would suggest adding a ribbon of taffeta here, change that old-fashioned pompom, and have it entirely retailored. Or you could ask me for a brand new dress, of course, I would be more than happy to take her measurements and have my stilistas in Venezia come up with a better model. Half-price, for a gentiluomo like you. Truth be told, where I’m from, such a depraved appearance would be condemned by law, so let’s make a deal. Give me a hundred pounds right now, I’ll take the measurements after the party and your Lady can have her brand new dress by the end of the week.”

“A hundred pounds?” the husband huffed, his eyes travelling from his wife’s dress he had to admit had seen better days but still looked fashionable and reasonably fitted, and this foreigner who tutted and shook his head at his wife, taking in her appearance with sighs of discomfiture. “That’s certainly expensive.”

“The dress I’ll give you is worth thrice that sum,” he smiled, thumbing a lapel of his costume tu push it towards him. “Italian quality fabric, the most renowned couturiers you’ll ever find, a dress your wife can wear until the rest of her days. It’s an investment, but a good one. A hundred pounds, and you leave it all to me. Next wedding, your wife will shine brighter than the bride.”

“I… Suppose it’s been a while since my Lady was gifted with a new dress,” he shrugged, reaching inside his pocket to take out a roll of banknotes.

“I’ll give you the matching shoes for twenty more of these,” he raised an eyebrow - he knew he already had the wife swooning with the promise of that dess, and he congratulated himself inwardly when she purposefully stared at her husband.

“Fine,” he gave up, handing him a thick stack of notes.

“I shall meet you later, Signora,” he bowed, the notes quickly shoved inside the deepest pocket he could find. “My apologies if I chose the wrong words and made myself unclear earlier, English is a rather tricky language. Buona giornata.”

He saluted her with one last bow of courtesy and a charming smile - he knew she was perfectly aware he had meant the offensive words, but he also knew he had just bought her a brand new dress, or so she thought, so she simply smiled back and went away. Those British weren’t shy with money, it seemed. Maybe he could fill his purse by the end of the day and buy himself a first-class ticket for his return to Italy.

Feeling lighter despite the hundred notes protectively shielded in a folded layer of his puff-sleeved shirt, he swanned off in the direction of another young woman who could definitely win her way between his sheets or in a bush somewhere in the back of the luxurious gardens. His first real prey was in his line of sight. The woman with the red dress had just been a mere swim in the shallow pond to taste the waters. But that Lady with the emerald skirt and slightly lighter green corset was most definitely the occasion to make the big jump. Deliciously shaped and the face of Venezian beauty, with that added British grace that made her… Well he didn’t know what that made her, exactly, but he was sure it made him uncomfortably tight in the pants he had worn for the occasion   No full mast before the ship sails , he had to remind himself. Seduce first. That was part of the game.

“Ma ciao, bellissima,” he crooned, leaning against his cane crowned with a silver lion head, crossing an ankle above the other. “Allow me to compliment you on your choice of dress. This is by far the best I’ve seen today, it fits your body rather spectacularly. Molto bella.”

“I am married,” she answered, tugging on her shawl to cover her bare sternum.

“So?” he grinned with a raised eyebrow, almost delighted to be faced with a new challenge. “Can’t a uomo flatter a Lady who deserves it? I’m sure your husband has never told you how beautiful eyes you have, nor how elegant your gait is. I wanted to meet British class and beauty, and I’ve just met British perfection.”

“My husband often compliments me on my looks, thank you very much, Sir…?”

“Casanova,” he introduced himself with pomp, bowing to give the back of her hand a distant smack of his lips. “Forgive my audace, but would you mind if I readjusted some parts of your dress? I am a tailor, you see, dress designer in Venezia, and I’ve spotted a few things that could be improved. Don’t get me wrong, you look positively stunning, Signora, I put the blame on those English dressmakers. They lack the talent and imagination Italian couturiers have. Give me un minuto, and you’ll make all your friends jealous. You could be the queen of the party.”

“I already am,” she pointed out, her features not growing annoyed, but growing suspicious. “These are my gardens, Sir Casanova. My party. Forgive my asking, but I do not remember my husband telling me there would be an Italian tailor invited. Who introduced you?”

“Why, Sir Bellingham, of course,” he lied, citing a name he had heard after stepping into the party. “We met a while ago in Venezia, he told me he’d find me a suitable market for my designer dresses in England, and he invited me to this party to meet my first clients. See that Lady over there? Already bought one of my dresses, you can ask her. Le mie scuse, my Lady, but if you’re not interested in what my talents have to offer, I should go on with my business. Thank you ever so much for the invitation and the fine champagne. Ciao, brutta.”

He clicked his heels together with one last bow of courtesy and hurried to get away, fast enough to deprive her of the time she’d need to realize he was a fraud, slow enough not to arouse any more suspicion from any others. Well, some of those British girls were tough. Nothing like the Italian women he had courted seduced within mere minutes for the better part of his life. It might not have been the best enterprise to try his luck with a married woman who also happened to be the hostess, he reckoned, but still. In his country, he would already be bunching her skirt up to her hips and ravishing her against a tree - no, better not to think about ravishing women against trees just yet. His frustration was a fantastic remedy to his condition, anyway. He had to fight this frustration. He had to keep playing. He had lost a round, not the game. Yet. Because if all the beautiful British women were as uptight and sober as this one, he doubted he’d ever get to shove his pants down his knees, especially not in such ridiculously posh parties. He would give it one more try, maybe two, but if it kept going that way he would rather flee to the neighbouring town and find a brothel. He hadn’t come all this way, travelled several countries and crossed a sea to be disappointed and frustrated.

So, he kept going on his search for a prey. His previous failures made him more careful, however. Spot the rings, spot the husbands, spot those who looked at him as if they knew he didn’t belong. It made the hunt harder. Made him a predator that had to stay hidden in the shadows rather than run and hunt in the open. He had become a prey himself, in a way. He didn’t like it.

He walked for several minutes among the groups of people, occupied his hands with another glass of champagne he didn’t drink, picked up a few nibbles on the tables to pretend he knew what he was doing, only to discard them in the many plant pots disseminated around in the clean-cut grass. And then he spotted her. The perfect prey.

She was alone, sitting on one of the steps that let to the entrance to an appurtenance, isolated from the main hubbub of the party. No ring on her finger. A dress that looked much less elaborated that the others, a dull beige when all the others sported bright colours, a pale maroon tunic going askew on her shoulders. Rather disheveled, compared to the neat hairstyles and carefully pinned hats the other women wore. If he managed to seduce that one, it wouldn’t be one of his greatest achievements, nor one of his greatest prides. But then he saw her face, and an odd feeling coursed through him. A shiver of… Something. He didn’t know what it was, but he knew perfectly well his heart hadn’t beaten harder in his crotch like it usually did when he looked at a woman, but louder in his chest. She wasn’t even beautiful. Pretty, at most, with her blond curls, her full mouth, her round nose. A woman like a hundred many others he had made his bed creak with. No, not like a hundred others. Like a few others, only. Because he felt it from where he was standing, smelled it, tasted it. That young woman with that innocent sad face was a virgin. He didn’t particularly enjoy virgins. He liked his women like he loved his sex. Bold, mature, liberated. That blonde was none of that. The exact opposite, even. Shy, inexperienced, reserved.

Her deep whiskey eyes met his, her thick lips stretched into a small smile, her hand tightened on her tunic. And he saw in her eyes something akin to what he was feeling himself. The feeling that she didn’t belong here, the feeling of isolation, the feeling that she was pretending. Without knowing why, he realized she was a bit like him. A poor girl lost in a world of wealth who had had to learn the rules by herself rather than being taught. A girl that had been thrown into a cage full of hyenas, waiting for her to die to feast on her cadaver and make her disappear, like a nuisance that needed to be erased from the surface of this Earth. He saw it in the way the others looked at her. He heard it in the murmurs behind him. He felt it in the cloud of tension that thickened the closer he got to her. He was in the same kind of cage. Except he’d been lucky enough to be blessed with talents to help him fight off his enemies and fend off his demons. She obviously hadn’t.

“Hello, Sir,” she greeted him with a bow of the head - it was only then he realized his steps had taken him to her, quite against his most sensible reflections. “Please excuse my ignorance, but I don’t remember seeing you before.”

He had never really seen her before either, he thought. Because as he looked down at her face and into her eyes, he was suddenly struck by her beauty. Unconventional beauty, certo , but beauty nonetheless. Before he knew it, he was taking her hand in a gentle hold and brushing his lips against her skin. It terrified him to understand he wasn’t doing it to drag her into an empty room ten minutes later, steal her virginity against a cupboard and ditch her when he’d be done. He was doing it because he wanted to do it. No underlying purpose. He peered at her through his eyelashes, lips still hovering above the back of her hand, and he saw the way she nibbled her lip with an embarrassed grin.

“Più bella cosa, you’ll wish you had never seen me at all,” he said softly, pushing himself up straight with the help of his cane. “Call me... Giacomo.”