“It took a few years, but I finally caught the yoga bug,” Peter II explains, rocking a “distended grasshopper” pose in the supply closet for the Valentino NYFW show, co-sponsored by the Army’s recent Collateral Damage campaign. “I’m a fairly inflexible person—if we’re talking physically, and not morally—but I’ve since found that the practice can bring about a great deal of spiritual peace. I’ve also started eating Greek yogurt.” Peter II helped himself to a pair of Kandahar Krush loafers and a limited edition Hey Haji! laptop slipcover. “I love this camo shit,” Peter II swooned. “It’s so ironic. Our gardener’s son served, like, six tours of duty in Iraq and Afghanistan. When he came back we used to hang out because he had the sickest weed connection in Greenwich. We used to call him Dead Eyes Danny.” The Valentino runway show, one of the most controversial and critically-acclaimed of this year’s Fashion Week, featured eleven gay, partially disfigured war veterans wearing head bandages; the amateur models limped rhythmically down the runway to a soundtrack of dupstep that had been slowed down to 12bpm. “This is my small way of paying tribute,” the designer said.