HI FRIENDS, 2020 is here! Before jumping into future home renovation plans I can't afford and new years resolutions I'll never keep, I want to take a moment to reflect on my busy 2019. It has been QUITE A YEAR. I made a few big changes: I quit my job and said goodbye to graphic … Continue reading Caught Up in Last Year's Feelings: New Job, New House, and my Best Italian Memories
Now that I've decided on Italy and been here for a few years, I think it's time to list all of the strange habits I have developed over time. Naturally, this list begins with food.
This morning, I had coffee and a cornetto and decided to take my dog for a long walk in the city center. It was supposed to be a relaxing Sunday. It wasn't late. It wasn't dark outside. There were thousands of people around. I was wearing glasses. I had hardly any makeup on. I was … Continue reading Just another sexual harassment Sunday in Florence
When I was 5, my parents sat me down at the kitchen table and informed me I would be going to French elementary school. Naturally, I was appalled.
This isn't exactly what I pictured doing on a Tuesday night when I decided to a buy a house in Florence. LA DOLCE VITA, AM I RIGHT. Broom is from Risparmio Casa, bucket is vintage, tank is Winners. Four days ago, Francesca and I invited a lovely arborist man named Giulio over to check out … Continue reading The new house flooded so I used a broom to sweep out the water as my dog watched.
This is not Under the Tuscan Sun, this is me, buying a small home in the gritty outskirts of Florence.
When I was 19, I lost my mom and my brother to cancer — my mom passed away first in January of 2010 and then my 23-year-old brother Antony died three months later in April. I wish I could start off by telling you how I felt when it happened, the fucked up sad shit, … Continue reading Florence, it’s always been you
