First off, the name itself, Valentino Garavani, just *screams* luxury, doesn’t it? It’s like saying “Bentley” or “champagne wishes and caviar dreams” – instantly you picture something super elegant and probably way outta your price range. But hey, a girl can dream, right? I saw this one, a “valentino garavani viva superstar small nappa leather shopping bag” and it was like, $2,850!! Good gawd that’s more than my rent!
And then there’s Mario Valentino… Wait, is that even the same Valentino? Honestly, I’m a little confused. The internet says Valentino S.p.A. is on Via Filippo Turati in Milan. Which just *sounds* incredibly chic. But then there’s this whole Mario Valentino thing, and it’s like, are they related? Is one the cheaper version? I dunno, honestly. Marketing is confusing, man.
But back to the *good* Valentino – the Garavani stuff. The leather. Oh, the leather. It’s that supple, buttery-soft stuff that just makes you wanna stroke it all day. I saw one that was a “valentino garavani quiltie 67 medium shoulder bag in quilted nappa leather.” “Quiltie 67” sounds kind of old lady, but nappa leather? *That’s* the good stuff.
And the Rockstud details! That’s like, *the* Valentino signature. Little edgy, but still classy. It’s like saying, “Yeah, I’m fancy, but I also listen to punk rock sometimes.” Or something.
