Oh, Italia...povere Italia....I'm so sorry for your loss. I know you have a passionate, loyal relationship to futbol. You're the reigning champions. Your pride knows no bounds. You bring a level of genius to the "you kicked me now I'm rolling around on the field in pain" move. When you score it's like you found a free ticket to heaven. Your players have a style like no other. But while you may have scored high in looks, alas, you didn't score high. So sorry.
While flipping through Italian Vogue (May 2010), I found this spread to celebrate Italy in the World Cup. Now I'm posting it In Memoriam.
Look. It's the Italian flag made out of facial products!
Where can I find the shirt on the upper left?
I don't know, I think the bottom pills look suspiciously American...
Love that teal Givenchy nail polish.
Ok, Brazil, Argentina and Mexico...don't make me post pages in your colors next!
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