How did an avowedly minimalist designer wind up as guardian of a Milanese temple to maximalism?
When Stephan Janson opens the door to the densely saturated wunderkammer that is his Milan home, the only sensible response is to gasp. A taxidermied alligator stares stiffly at you, mounted on a 17th-century gilt wood settee of ripped silk, bought for a pittance from an antiques market. A full-wall vitrine encloses a riot of feathers: African and Amazonian headdresses, Native American war bonnets, Chinese hairpieces. Floor-to-ceiling shelves of books—part of the apartment’s 25- year-old redesign by Roberto Peregalli—line every
Photography:Christian Møller Andersen
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