Text Carlo Mazzoni. A hotel along the Arno overlooks the Ponte Vecchio – the Portrait of Florence. It turns to the east, in the morning the sun enters from a wide open window on the third floor room. The pale white light with golden inserts. The silver grays – you cannot say either for twilight or for the reflection of the river’s water.
Text Carlo Mazzoni. She is Daniela Fantini. The Lady asked Piero Lissoni to design the new headquarter of Fantini Rubinetterie: a building of glass, gently surfacing amidst willows and brooms. On the edge of the park of the manor house, there is a small hotel which resembles to a diamond, in the centre of Pella.
Text Carlo Mazzoni. Nostalgia is a form of energy that, in Forte dei Marmi – when the sky is clear in May, the sea looks like an ocean , the Apuane Alps turn into crystal – becomes glorious. Giuseppe Colombo and Titti Maschietto are longtime friends: two young friends and two adults, capable of perceiving such glory from every bark veining.
Text Angelica Carrara. On Monte Seceda, in Val Gardena, there are secrets to discover: the botanicals. Among those of the Gin 8025, with zero sugar, there are stone and mountain pine cones. Down in the valley, in Ortisei, the last five-star Hotel MontChalet smells of stone pine. Where luxury lives in only sixteen suites.
Text Carlo Mazzoni. In Saint Moritz, behind the last hill on the water edge, the most beautiful hotel in the world appears in the midst of fir trees: Suvretta. It overlooks the Lake Silvaplana. It soars as stronghold before the Engadine villas. It resembles a Ludwig’ s court palace, but with no frenzy. All this fantasy exists and resists.
Text Angelica Carrara. Ermenegildo Zegna is close-knit to his territory. Casa Zegna and the wool mill collect the water from the Alps of Biella region, the wool from New Zealand up to Mongolia. The hotel Bucaneve is hidden a midst of these mountains. A path among conifers and rhododendrons, aces of Oasi Zegna.