Tyra Banks: Remembering Giorgio Armani
When I heard the news that Giorgio Armani had passed, my heart dropped. A legend. An icon. A man whose name alone could silence a room. And instantly, I was transported back in time: A teenage girl from Inglewood, California, backstage at my very first Armani show in Milan, Italy, trying to hold it together while my knees knocked like stilettos on marble. Read more.

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