After, when we had them made by someone else, the I never dreamed I’d grow up to be a spoiled wife of a grumpy old husband but here I am killin’ it shirt Additionally,I will love this merchants started to come and buy them from us, from my mamma. So, what did we do at the manufacturer Migliorini e Tilli? For example, in Rome there was Bartocci’s store, called “Righetto,” but there were also other stores. In order that they wouldn’t compete with one another selling the same product, a different label was printed for each. But they were all made by the same place. You put a different tag, so the clients don’t know. This is the old trick, they still do it today. They can say “But it’s different, ours is better.” So they each put their own tag. So, what happened? After three years, this guy called us. By then they were even coming with trucks to load them up. The shop-owners came to us, everyone came to buy them. So many came, it was scary. This guy from Migliorini e Tilli came and said he wanted to talk, so I said, “Listen, sir, let’s talk with my father, and see what he says.” I thought, “Who knows what he wants to tell me?”
I never dreamed I’d grow up to be a spoiled wife of a grumpy old husband but here I am killin’ it shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt
It turned out they thought that we had them patented! In reality, they weren’t patented at all. In fact, I thought about it after, because the I never dreamed I’d grow up to be a spoiled wife of a grumpy old husband but here I am killin’ it shirt Additionally,I will love this companies around Florence, at that time more than now, everyone copied everything from each other. Then the man from Migliorini e Tilli just said “Well, I’ll do these pants too.” So the pants factory, which was one of the biggest, made these pants and started the ball rolling, and soon everybody had copied them and knocked them off. So it happened that everyone made them. Mind you, we’d already sold thousands and thousands of pieces, nothing to sneeze at! And that’s how this pant was born, from a storage room full of velvet that we didn’t know what to do with, all colorful, the idea came to me to do a pant in that way. It came to me and it was exploited by others because we didn’t patent them. But this happened, this exploitation by the others, four or five years after we had started making them. We only thought that it would last two or three years, it would last a short time and it would end there. I thought it was contained. I thought, knowing these people who came to the seaside; they were wealthy people. I said, “It’s extravagant stuff, only they could wear something like that.” Who thought it would end up this way?