Before there was Hello!, OK! and Closer, there was Oggi. Oggi was the magazine my Italian mother used to flick through on the long dark English winter evenings. Its celebrity photo spreads were for her the armchair equivalent of the Italian national pastime, the ‘passeggiata’.
The Years of La Dolce Vita, revisited in a new exhibition at the Estorick Collection, were the glory years of Oggi.
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