163. My Life… To be Read…
I could write a book on the book of my life…!
I often wonder why and how I came by this desire to write a book. It all started many years ago with a Spanish writer, a very good one, who had written several books on fashion. I had liked his style, I felt he would be able to interpret the personal aspects of my life… difficult but carefree… a young boy searching for himself and for a door through which to enter into life!
We meet in my little apartment in Paris…I close the windows to better remember and concentrate. He listens to me in silence and records… he does not interrupt me for fear of breaking my spontaneity and the almost psychological atmosphere that exists between us.
I am talking… and talking… when I touch upon areas that are particularly difficult and sad I become so emotional that I often start crying. He feels that the reason for my desire to tell… to let someone to know so much that I keep hidden inside me!
After about two months he showed me some pages he had written. I was very disappointed! I was confused. I was curious to know how my writer had interpreted my emotions. Maybe he wanted to hear me speak of different matters… different from what I had told him.
Fashion has been my passion, an important part of my adventure, but it was only a consequence of a wish to prove to myself… my artistic abilities. I found the creativity in the colors… in the designs on the fabrics… it was a direction I took so as to be able to express my art!
I immediately interrupted our meetings and, for a long time, I abandoned the idea of telling how a boy, born in the suburbs of Florence of a family full of love and debts, had managed to break through the barrier of success. A national and international success… how he became a small Rock Star of fashion!
With will and determination, without compromising in the fashion world, taking only great ideas for change!
A few years later, during a long plane trip, to kill the time and the boredom, I started writing on my inseparable Nokia… notes and short stories that flashed at that moment through my mind. I began to enjoy myself. With each trip came an inspiration to write. My Nokia 9210 Communicator was my little computer. I wrote my book as if each chapter was a long SMS… a long short-message! I sent them to my friend Sandra who gathered them in her computer…
And so “MY ADVENTURE”, the story of my life, began…
I still have many things to tell you… I’ll leave them for next time!
I LOVE YOU