When I was 9, I used to love chatting with 30-year-old men from far away countries on ICQ. When asked A/S/L, I was either 24/F/California or 17/F/Florida, depending on the way my creative juices were flowing that day.
Here I am, writing to you ALIVE, WELL AND FULL OF WINE from Florence, Italy. Let's talk about the elephant in the room for a moment, shall we? Coronavirus.
I've been having a hard time budgeting lately. I blame astrology; I'm a Taurus and that basically means I like materialistic things. I like good wine, expensive cheese, and EXCESS so if I'm going out, I'm not just having ONE glass of wine WHAT GET OUT OF HERE ARE YOU SERIOUS. 3 glasses or nothing, [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
This is not Under the Tuscan Sun, this is me, buying a small home in the gritty outskirts of Florence.
Every morning, I wake up at 7 am. I sit in my kitchen and do my make up on our tiny blue couch while I wait for my coffee. I usually listen to a podcast while I get ready. At around 8:30 am, I drag my bike down three flights of stairs and head to [...]
