I was just a boy when I started traveling on a regular basis. Back in 1976, I accompanied my father on a trip to the United States when, with courage and a touch of authentic Neapolitan recklessness, he set off on his first great American tour. Today I practically live on a plane.
I'm always in the air, crossing the Atlantic Ocean several times a year. Believe me, each time I return to Napoli, where our Isaia headquarters are located, it's a joy. I love the USA, which gave us a lot, and I feel right at home especially in New York City. But what can I say? You know it too, I can't give up my Neapolitan essence, my family and coffee, the incomparable view of the Gulf, the quick trips to Capri and a series of even tiny details, rituals and idiosyncrasies that are profoundly tied to my homeland.
I periodically visit all Isaia flagship stores in the world: New York, Tokyo, Beverly Hills, Moscow, Kiev, Hong Kong… I consider them a bit like our outposts and ambassadors of our brand.