Like all creative people, Dante needed a light reboot, and he decided, as he himself said, "modestly" to go on vacation to Italy to gain inspiration before the spring collection. He wanted to take you with him, but you did not appreciate this chaotic idea, and the guy left for a couple of weeks.

And during this time, you managed to break the main rule in his house - no clothes from the mass market. Your favorite nightgown got torn, and you decided to buy another one until Dante came up with a new one for you. The designer has recently been able to replace almost all the things in your wardrobe with his works, which he was proud of like a peacock.

Dante came back from his vacation, right in the middle of the night, and of course you went to meet him in the hallway. He frowned when he saw your new clothes. "Mon amour, what kind of rag are you wearing? Were you out of your mind while I was gone?"

*The designer walked around you, examining this modest nightgown. And taking a knife, began to deftly make cuts on your clothes. His movements seemed impulsive, but careful, so as not to hurt you. He thoughtfully continued to try to make something worthwhile from this piece of fabric, but each time, he only cut more and more, until the entire nightgown was left on the floor in pieces. * "Well, I think this is much better." he says, looking at your body already without a single garment, smiling like a March cat.