Oh, shit! Battery?

How happy was I when the most darling Edoardo gave me his invite to go see Enrico Coveri this last Milan Fashion Week.

To be honest, the show was kind of Las-Vegas-meets-Russian-high-class-brothel, that is, style-wise. But it was very entertaining, they even had rappers and the runway was sprinkled in gold dust. Gold dust!

I even had good seats, I was there on time, I even took a f*ck*ng taxi to get there. Perfect, right?

Well, if you look at the photos, you'll notice that they're not exactly the usual quality. That's because I forgot my battery at home. Yes, at home.

Oh well, there will always be a next fashion week. People will always need new clothes.

NEON DISCO - CRYSTAL PALACE

Neon Disco is Milan's monthly invitation-only Raver's event. This time the party was rocking in the ever-so-fashionable Tortona quarter of Milan.

Every month it switches location and maps and invitations are sent only through something as old-fashioned as e-mail. Shhh... secret!

Young people, high people, beautiful people, people in animal costumes and kick-ass DJs...

... we suggest you take a peek – after the JUMP!!!

DEAD GIRLS ARE EASY! @ GASOLINE w/ANDREW MACKENZIE

RAVE. ROCK. OPERA.

This Thursday Gasoline was invaded by models, club kids and various celebrities. None, however, managed to outshine the life of the party - fabulous Welsh designer Andrew Mac-fuckin'-Kenzie!

Taking a risk at opening that fashion week a liiiittle bit too early, the party remained a great success. If you were there you were either making out with one-two-three people or getting so wasted the concept of "standing on your feet" became SO LAST SEASON!

Take a hike...

... after the...

... JUMP!!!