Millennial generation, Emilia-born. Ten years ago she moved to Milan, drawn like a moth to the glittering lights of capitalism’s favored child: fashion. Like a moth, she soon singed her metaphorical little wings — the symbol of her provincial, trusting idea of the fashion biz. Today she eases her conscience by alternating her petty styling work with writing polemical articles and spending her Sundays wearing out her knees on long, self-purifying bike rides.
