There was a summer many years ago when Reinaldo was our houseguest in Montreal. Then he met a man from Paris who took him away and after a postcard or two, we lost track of him and the years of wondering whatever became of him piled up.
You can imagine my delight when I discovered a lavish fashion magazine spread detailing the latest couture collection from his Paris atelier!
More and photos after the jump).
The fact that he has opened a second shop in Paris must be a sign of success in a city in which fashion is certainly an extremely competitive and demanding venture.
I roared with laughter when I saw that he even has his own Reinaldo Alvarez perfume! If the shop girls at Tropicana could see him now!
In St. Thomas, one of the few pieces of furniture he owned was a gargantuan multi-spooled sewing machine. We never saw him use it so we had no way of knowing that his vision and sense of proportion place him in the mode of the "New Look" of Dior. I love a story with a happy ending. Wonder what became of the boyfriend.