While I was in Milan last week I was taken to a party to learn how the Italian underground wastes away their Saturday nights. Presented by Pornflakes and Carniscelte, Breakfast Party was (excuse the cliché), a night to remember.




















The night began with a short (but confused) taxi ride to Cox 18 in south Milan. Ducking to go through a door that might as well have been a whole in the wall I walked into a large courtyard at the back of what looked like a shed. The courtyard was filled with a good fifty or more people smoking, chatting and taking a break from the pounding of the inside.

I'd brought along my camera in hopes of catching some of the underground fashion sense of Milan's party people. Of course, it's the middle of winter. Everyone outside was in large coats and various knitted wear. Inside the affair was much more casual than I would have guessed. I suppose on the one hand this is what makes this kind of event very successful. There was no pretension and a distinct lack of people trying too hard.

Inside, the "shed" turned out to be a tardis of sorts and opened out into a venue that accommodated a couple hundred people or more. All around the room TVs were suspended from the ceiling with clips from various porn movies playing in a montage with other iconic imagery. It was quickly apparent that surreality was top of the menu in here.

The music coming from the djs was the furthest thing you can imagine from mainstream electronica or drum and bass. There's no way you could have stuffed it in any pigeon hole no matter how hard you rammed it. Quite simply, it rocked.

On stage, throughout the night, there were different live performances depicting various sexual fetishes. This included anything from feeding to bondage to gay sex. I'm pretty sure that the performances were trying to question people's perception of such fetishes and porn in general, but it would be unfair of me to categorically state this as fact. It is, in the least, what I took away with me. It was also immensely sexy, of course.

For such a traditionally conservative country, I was amazed at the liberal attitude of the younger generations. This was different to most things you would expect to experience - there was full nudity, people in the crowd making out (no matter the gender) along with almost everyone in the room dancing. To enjoy this kind of entertainment and free thinking (at least in the UK) you would normally find yourself in a gay bar.

I had an immense amount of fun partying the Italian way. At the end of the evening I was escorted by various Italian SG members to hang out with them some more while they grabbed early morning snacks and saw the night out with yet even more fresh style than I could possibly digest.

Find out more about Porn Flakes and the parties they organize at www.pornflakes.it.
Find out more about the phenomenon that is CarniScelte at www.carniscelte.info