As everyone who knows me knows I am passionate about fashion or big names.
A dress I bought it for me as it is and not for the name is written in front of or behind or above or where he likes them. Furthermore I believe that some signatures are particularly tamarri, have sloppy stitching and fabric of poor quality. Not to mention the fact that, in all probability, is the clothing market as well as those of the big names in China have both been sewn into a barracks where, in his spare time, the poor workers assemble even blenders and toasters.
In fact the only things "to sign" (As my grandmother used to say) that I ended up in my closet after gifts. In short, if I have to choose how to spend a thousand euro prefer a little holiday rather than a plastic strap python, you think?
Here, then head right now that if I went of my own free will on the site of one of these big names (of which I will try not to name but I promise!) Was for reasons other than just looking at the autumn- Winter 2009-2010 (that's another reason why I hate fashion, this anxiety of always looking to the future, anticipating the times ... always make me feel older or behind something.) In fact it was for work. Everything I needed: a phone number offices, or even an email. Of course, I did not expect to find at first. I'm happy, just think 'I'm putting you as evil, call toll-free any centeraccio populated by young precarious.
So, armed with computers go on google and I click on the official website of the brand so and so.
I find myself on a page dominated by two factors: the roboanza and arrogance.
No time to upload the whole part that tenax flame music style on Saturday night and a series of cascading boring intro. I click as fast as the wind on the writing and Skip are projected into another dimension ... the boundaries of reality. A series of
minischermi that skinny models walking on the catwalks, more in the rhythm of house music absurd. While trudging to search for the key take away the music known my great disgust that move the mouse cursor on that page infested with all sorts of demons causing a chain reaction of effects tamarri as an imitation of flash fotogafi, stars, brilluccichini, strobe. Off
music I can concentrate better and know the infinite arrogance of the page. Yeah, because they assume that you are over there for two reasons: to look (or touch) or to buy.
There is no alternative. I'm going to link history and tells me about the company's history, to what is cool and what is beautiful. Vado already skeptical products in the subcategory, where he praises the preciousness their invoice forms Italian (which means that the directives addressed to depart from Italy barracks in China on how to make clothes) and where they open infinite collections where galleries are contained thousands of images of bags, shoes, belts, clothes etc etc.
Nothing to be done. As for the other link: a brief note on their designers so fèscion so cool, a collection of what he said the printing of them (that are cool and which are beautiful, of course), and highlighted by more bombastic effects, the customer area, with the sign of a good shopping cart.
phone numbers even shade. One e-mail address, the one that you can ask what is their boutique closest to you (you know what I I? almost, almost resco if you know what is the closest shop to me I take this opportunity to take a stroll in araggi stuffed with TNT). But miseriaccia
slut, but a number of a call centeraccio? None of this is not set for the logic of "marketing" is not part of their mission, they only deal with "customer satisfaction". Their conceit and arrogance is so high that not even consider the fact that someone can look for other reasons. Enough, I'm too pissed off.
Once again I am proud to admit that I wrote this post while wearing a suit bought at the Chinese market!
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