Versace runs toward orange and pink satin
what would Versace do with a little bit of pink and orange satin?
We cannot wait until he sees it; and of course, he runs to it.
Envisioning a new gown that none of us could have ever envisioned.
It is his way, his mark, his genius, his brilliance, his calling.
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