Domenico Vacca: Committing to the Life of Leisure

I was in the dressing room at Domenico Vacca, wearing linen. White linen. A white linen shirt with blood-red trim ($550). It fit beautifully, with just the right amount of stiffness, which is to say halfway, and just the right amount of translucence, which is to say halfway. It was tucked into a pair of sleek floral pants, with elegantly drawn blossoms atop a muted navy base ($520).

Then the song came on.

 

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