Super Self-Assured People - Because?

Many many many many many... years ago now... I went through a matriculation program and then to a University with a young guy whose name I won't say here. But he was quite a remarkable wit - flashy, smart, very funny. His younger brother was ever so slightly more serious though not by any means a dour or dull person.

Anyway - I did know they were from some Italian family with an industrial background but the two brothers never made all that much of it.

Possibly a Neapolitan style, could be Roman...
But it's definitely Italian anyway.

I even knew - since they told me - that they had both been enrolled towards their final years at University, in a specialist industrial college in Italy, called Fabrica. I then totally lost touch with both of them although very rarely I had occasion to speak with one of their grandfathers who made local (Australian) fortified wines over here until his passing a while ago. And, I still run into some of their family over this side of the world, and they mention that one of the brothers in particular, nick-named 'Rocky' would ask about some of their 'olden days' friends and I even came up in dispatches, as they say, around the time I had this tiny little listed Public Company here.

Once again, without mentioning their names, turns out they are part of the executive management of one of the top say, three, four, or five Italian absolute best bespoke and luxury menswear companies. That limits things down to a small few very well-known names but I will specify it is not Zegna or Versace. They are a Naples-based corporation.

Of all the people I knew back when, these guys were the lightest, breeziest, funniest and most well-adjusted, self-assured people I encountered ever.

In hindsight, frankly, it is an identifiable personality trait, both of a certain type of Italian, but also of those people who come from a long legacy of achievement.

Very beautiful - don't you just love the roped shoulders?

There was only one other person I have ever met and knew closely enough to see what they were like in their occupations, who had this same kind of over-arching self-assuredness - apart from the banking genius I worked for for decades - and this other individual was a German who had trained, literally, under Nazis in design and craft workshops as a very young person.

All of them, quite amazing people. If there was one thing I'd really love to introduce everyone here to, (it's a fantasy and will never happen) it would be to some sort of (at this stage) hypothetical private club or lounge at which there were these kinds of people swanning around just doing nothing so that you could tackle them one-to-one and just plain listen to whatever they had to say. In life there is gold, and there are golden words and the two are hard to distinguish as to which is more valuable.