Okay, he’s not exactly setting the World Surf League alight, but try missing Leo Fioravanti lately. You can’t. He’s all over it.
Leo standing upright in the barrel, Leo flicking his hair away and fluttering those long eyelashes, Leo acting out a James Bond fantasy in a Quiksilver vid, Leo shopping for Gucci in Tokyo, Leo, Leo, Leo!
Why? Why? Why?
Don’t get me wrong. The kid can surf, but so can Wade Carmichael. That’s not why he’s flavor of the month. It’s because he’s, well, different. He doesn’t pick his nose in public, he knows how to use a knife and fork and speak five languages. He’s urbane, he’s suave, he oozes Latin charm. He is, if I may, an aristo-cat, the latest in a long but erratic line…
