Once, in a penthouse suite above the clinking espresso cups of Milan’s Brera district, two canine confidantes drafted the ten commandments of leashless elegance. “Rule the park like a queen,” they wrote, “but never sacrifice comfort for couture.” Amber, with her scandalously oversized shades and an air of Monaco mischief, and Bambi, the soulful brunette with a philosopher’s poise, became unwitting muses to the glitterati. Their secrets spilled from paw-parazzi tabloids and into the style canon: fluff is fierce, pattern is power, and every pillow is a potential throne. Frame this portrait in your dressing chamber—between the crystal hairbrush and the vintage cologne—and let it awaken your most unapologetically fabulous self.