MUSIC
The voice of strength
She wasn’t just a singer. She was an uncontainable fire that refused to go out, even in the darkest moments.
With her cute Azzedine Alaïa glitzy dresses so well photographed by Herb Ritts, we entered a whole era of unforgettable concerts during which we designed endless publicity.
I was lucky enough to meet her in person in April 1990, during her Foreign Affair tour. It was a brief encounter, but one I’ll never forget. The first thing that struck me—beyond her fame, beyond her legendary presence—were her legs. Long, elegant, almost impossibly so, as if they defied the proportions of her height. But more than her striking appearance, what completely disarmed me was her warmth. Tina radiated friendliness, as if she knew her power didn’t lie in keeping people at a distance, but in embracing them.
