For anyone who lived in Milan for a while (but is not Itailan) witnessing fashion week is like entering an exclusive party that had been kept secret from you all that time; on a regular day Milan is surprisingly un-stylish, 20 somethings destroying the grand heritage of the city with their shiny puffer coats while tourists are tackying up all over Montenapoleone, the real fashion people in the city usually hide in their caves (or private parties) and you’d be lucky if you can spot one or two around Naviglio, 10 Corso Como or Brera. Someone I know even said that Milan is still on top of the fashion scene only thanks to its advanced (60+) fashion scene. But during fashion week, it all changes. Suddenly anywhere you look turns into colorful, meticulously tailored and perfectly styled runways. It’s been 5 years since I left Milan and I see it’s still the same, so here are my picks from Milan Fashion Week streets, with Yoyo Cao and Diletta Bonaiuti as obvious winners.