The last time I worked with Ivan has been a long time ago ... it was '91 and took the "you" a Conde Nast magazine, which now no longer . Ivan was the fashion editor.
The theme was Spain. We decided to go by plane to Madrid and then from there to rent a van and drove to the sea. Troupe light. Ivano, I, as a model, Mark, my assistant, who also served as a driver, Mauro and Zorba, the makeup and hair.
A rack of clothes, my cars photos.
was a wonderful trip. A holiday. The next morning we decided where to go in the evening we stopped in the hotel we were closer.
We took the model to see the bullfight in Seville. I was (and still are) a great aficionado ... her ... much less, but their faces were real!
And so, random.
And then in the south, the sea, the last day at sunset. Finite photos, still dirty with sand we drove through the night to turn up in Madrid. Morning, air, Milan. 
As we been good! Ivan was perfect. Always happy. He did not know a word of English, and this created a continuation of the absurd, but because he was convinced, and he spoke his English invented in the shops, with people in restaurants: "por favor, puedo have a melita?" became our must. We been just enjoyed. Instant family.
Then over the years, we tried, but for some reason we never worked together. We met here and there, but increasingly rare. Other newspapers, other cities, other families. But this trip with Ivan is unforgettable, and again today that he's gone, I see very well next to me on the van, with Marco before driving, slouched to shoot shit, laughing at nothing.
Those who knew him knows. Ivano
was valid. Goodbye "Melita"!
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