Sticker Shock: Dolce & Gabbana Metal Corset Belt
I don’t know about you but for six thousand one hunded ninety five donald duck dollars ($6,195), I’d rather buy roundtrip airline tickets to Bumfuck, Texas or Dinky Donk, California, go straight to a car mechanic shop owned by brown-assed hispanic illegals and get a good ol’ Mexican mayate (is that what they call them these days? Mauricio are you reading this?) to make me a corset belt made out of car scrap material.
I onced shared an elevator ride with the powerful Italian duo, Dolce & Gabbana, many, many, many years ago at a hotel in London. I wore head to toe Fendi that day and I also had that infamous Dolce & Gabbana swarovski crystal belt (which, btw, I left in a plane a few trips later because I was high as a kite) on. The tall one smiled at me when they entered the lift, I smiled back and that was the end of it. 10 seconds later, they went straight to the Met Bar downstairs and I, on the other hand, went outside to meet a fuck buddy. I can’t believe my hormones got in the way of fashion networking. I learned my lesson since then — fashion first before mangina. Think about it… had I pressed the elevator stop button 6 years ago, got down on my knees and screamed "BOYS, I WANNA GET SPITROASTED" instead of keeping my silence and pretending I wasn’t starstrucked, that metal corset belt would’ve been mine now.
Dolce & Gabbana Metal Corset Belt
US$6,195 at Neiman Marcus
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