I had this revelation years ago that what makes interior design evolve are the influences music and fashion has on this industry. I am constantly listening to new music, watching fashion shows and just being a part of the retail and music scene. How we celebrate music and fashion affects the styles and colors in our homes and the hospitality environment. Each month, I will be sharing with you my top selections of music and fashion that affect my decisions on interior design practice.
Niemen Marcus catalog in 1998
In 1994, I won a modeling competition in Sydney, Australia. I was persuaded to continue my modeling career in Chicago, with Elite Modeling Agency. I loved being involved with fashion which led me into the interior design world. The previous owner of Elite Modeling Agency (Jane Stewart) is now my mother-in-law. I actually married her beautiful and extremely talented step-daughter, Katharine . It was one of those very lucky moments in my life.
Face of American Crew in 1999
I remember images of black and white photos of my father in a crisp cream suit and slick dark hair just arriving on a 30 day boat trip from Naples, Italy to Adelaide, Australia. My father (Giacinto) immigrated to Australia in the 1950’s who then met my mother (Emilia), who also was part of an Italian family. My family has a classic approach to life. My mother would add a little perfume behind her ears no matter what occasion, and my father would polish his shoes everyday before work. During breakfast, we would have Italian music playing on the radio, which occasionally someone in the family would sing along. I have learnt from my parents that its important to cherish each moment and dress yourself and your surroundings to develop confidence in yourself and to attract friendships and relationships. Their love for an elegant lifestyle translated to how I lived inside a home. These are the memories that inspired my life through music and fashion. AA.
My favorites Men’s Colognes are Rance and Aqua Di Palma. Italian Colognes of course!
When I moved to Chicago in 1996 I didn’t know anybody or had a dime to survive so I just improvised and made the best of it. The first six months were really tough but I connected with the right people and found myself growing in an inspiring environment. I gained more from Chicago then any other USA city, including my wife, her family, my education, and the love for deep house music. Chicago is the best city in the USA and has sentimental moments for me, including times at the River West club called Funky Buddha Lounge (now closed).
I am continually motivated by music artists, including Yaeji, who is my February pick for Top Music. Drink I’m Sippin On is a cool running song too! Enjoy. AA
Storytellers Series: Angelo Adamo
December 21, 2017
A series highlighting trendsetters, memories, and the market products they love
One day in January, my family in Adelaide (Australia) would gather together early morning, before frying your skin in the scorching Aussie summers, to make our annual tomato sauce. I am blessed in many ways but growing up as a first generation Italian in Australia is the best of all worlds.
My dad and I would visit the Torrens Island Market which is an outdoor market near the sea. The atmosphere is filled with colors and smells of the ocean and fresh foods from the local farmers. We would be there at 6am sharp to buy half a ton of ripe tomatoes for our sauce making.
Family members would arrive to Nonna’s (grandma in Italian) house to have a cup of espresso and biscotti before going through the routine of preparing the tomatoes for pureeing, bottling, and boiling. My mother, who was one of the best cooks in the world, would start arranging lunch that would typically consist of linguini with clams, eggplant parmesan (melanzane), salads, fresh Italian bread, watermelon, and of course wine.
Loud Calabrese music (southern region of Italy) was always in the background while the family would celebrate lunch together. Occasionally, depending on the amount of wine consumed, the older generation would start dancing around the table and the conversations would get little more expressive. This was when the lemoncello (liquor) would come out of the antique cabinet before commencing the afternoon shift of sauce making.
I remember my Nonna’s house like it was yesterday. My family immigrated in the early 1950’s so everything from the wallpaper to the table plates was authentic and traditionally classic. Even though there were clashes of patterns and colors, nothing felt out of place. All things of importance complimented each other. There was a perfect balance of neutral tones with heavier accents. Creating special memories isn’t all about how you decorate your space, but how you remember the moments and the everlasting impact of celebrating.
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