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Guccio Gucci

 

GUCCIO GUCCI: Do you know the journey walked by Guccio Gucci, to reward the world with GUCCI? 

Let us take a walk

But first, the brand Gucci, is one of the most sort after iconic fashion brands in the world, credits to Guccio Gucci who sacrificed it all - and now his generations will never know poverty!

Before 1921, Italian, Mr. Gucci being an energetic teen, traveled to France and London where he worked at the prestigious Savoy Hotel as a lift attendant, and it was during this time that he observed the style and elegance of many wealthy and famous people. In particular, he took note of the beautiful luggage styles that he saw. 


On his return to Italy, at 40 years old, he joined his father in his leather goods making business, armed with his overseas exposure, he brought in new ideas in his father's leather goods business, making a collection of high-quality goods. 

In 1921, he set up up the first Gucci shop was founded in Florence Italy, and it is from here that the legendary history of Guccio Gucci can be traced.

In 1932 Guccio he created the first loafer shoe with a gilded snaffle, luggage ties, shoes, and the famous handbags with a bamboo handle, that were seen on the arms of plenty of high-profile celebrities.

In 1938, Guccio made a brilliant decision, he enlisted his three son, Aldo, Vasco, and Rodolf to join his business and tasked them with expanding the brand’s presence, bringing Gucci to Rome and eventually Milan, in later years.

In 1953, Guccio passed away but his sons whom he had brought to the business in 1938, took over and despite his untimely death, the Gucci brand continued to flourish with celebrities proudly sporting its designs.


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