Campana Means Bell So It Made Sense That The Campana Brothers Made Some Bells

Friday evening we crashed our way over to what some (the Tart, in particular) refer to (unironically) as The Best Store In The World. We, being beyond impoverished, can’t personally attest, but we do like Moss. The man, the myth, the macher. We were nominally there for the opening of the Campana di Campana (get it?) exhibition, up in the front space now. We were still a little too addled from the night before to thoroughly process everything, and were in the middle of trying to make friends with all the lovely people who showed up, including Aric Chen, Paola Antonelli, Pilar Viladas, Chee Pearlman, and a chick with the most badass brass knuckle jewelry EVER.