I’m going to be honest with you — I wouldn’t describe myself as ambitious. I know today’s society wants all of us to be job hungry and earning thousands per month, but that’s just not me. I want to get in, get out, get paid and pop open a bottle of red wine in the backyard at the end of the work day.
I know a lot of us expats post beautiful pictures on our Instagram grids about how much we lOoOoOoove Italy and we would probably lick the dirty cobblestone in our flowery dresses and espadrilles and ROLL AROUND NAKED IN FRESH GNOCCHI if Covid wasn’t heavily floating around the country, but the truth is, Italy has a lot of work to do.
I usually have a glass of wine or four before writing on here so if this post is a little tame, it's because my creative juices have been RUDELY BLOCKED BY A ROUND OF ANTIBIOTICS. I, like most, am not a huge fan of the dentist. Having someone drilling, banging and renovating inside of my mouth [...]
If you've been following my home buying journey (if you haven't, you can find out more here and here), the entire home buying process for me has been anything but easy. To be honest, it PULLED ME APART AT THE SEAMS, made me cry over melted gelato, inspired me to drink wine until I could [...]
You know when you're on Instagram, and you're in so deep, like really deep, and you don't know how you got there? Yeah, that's what happened when I found Laura Manganaro one night. I had gone through I can't even tell you how many profiles, and scrolling down to like 2016 (DON'T ACT LIKE YOU [...]
The first time I fell in love with Italy — and with every 15-year-old Italian boy who said CIAO to me — was in 2005. I was 15 and my mom let me go on a 3-week summer trip to Morrone Del Sannio, the small — as in maybe 500 people live there full-time small — [...]
I would love to pretend this Italian home renovation process has been an incredibly inspirational and educational journey, sprinkled in silver linings and dipped in expensive Italian wine with a side of spicy pecorino cheese, but it's been anything but that and I REFUSE to pretend I'm over here in Tuscany living my best life. This whole house renovating thing has been really hard.
Yesterday was my first day back at work since lockdown restrictions slowly began lifting here in Italy.
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.
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.