Yesterday was my 30th birthday. My original plan was to go to Southern Spain. Or Portugal. Or Ireland. But here I am, writing to you from my apartment, still in lockdown.
30 Things I Learned in 30 Years
Tag: florence
One month in lockdown | Take me dancing in Santa Croce and feed me a 2am kebab + books I’m reading, turning 30 & more
It's looking like it might be a hot minute until someone can take us all dancing and for juicy vegetarian kebabs…Italian lockdown has been extended until May 3rd, and I'm trying to keep my cool, but the cabin fever is getting real — even for a homebody like me.
Can we talk about delicious Italian grocery store snacks instead of Coronavirus for a moment?
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.
Caught Up in Last Year’s Feelings: New Job, New House, and my Best Italian Memories
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 [...]
10 Ways Italy has Changed me
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.
I bought a house with no water, no electricity and no heating in Florence.
This is not Under the Tuscan Sun, this is me, buying a small home in the gritty outskirts of Florence.
Florence, it’s always been you
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, [...]
My best friend Gigì
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 [...]
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