This requires some explaination. While in Italy, we began to notice a trend in
the population. The Italian male is an amusing species... we dubbed him
"Rocco". When we got bored with the city we were in (normally because we
hadn't read the guidbook), we would occupy ourselves taking pictures of
Roccos. We called it "Going On A Roc-about". A good Rocco is well
dressed, has sunglasses, a cell phone, greasy hair, and a female companion
known as a "Roc-ette". A Rocco has a confidence about him that
practically permeates the air. Oh, we loved a good Rocco. Sadly,
the very best ones we saw only live in our memory... we never managed to get
the camera out in time for the creme de la creme that Italy had to offer.
This page is our tribute to the Rocco's of Italia. You know who you are.
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Milanese Rocco |
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Papa Rocco. He cut his hair, ditched the shades, and had a shower.
But he's still a Rocco.
(Bonni want's to draw your attention to the ladies heels, behind Rocco.)
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