2/24/2013

#MilanFW

Italy is a the center of everyone's attention these days, because of the election of course. I on the other hand couldn't care less, especially when it's fashion week. Elise and I took the train from Venice on Thursday and have spent the weekend here together, going to shows and hanging around the Piazza del Duomo.

Except for the duomo itself it's not a pretty city, but the fashion is great. I loved Versace's "vunk" even though everyone else seems to hate it. I loved Cavalli's prints (that sort of looked like vintage Versace), and I loved Miuccia Prada's romantic elegance.


















I wore: bodysuit (American Apparel), skirt (Gucci), clutch (Abro), necklace (Marc Jacobs), headdress (vintage)



2/21/2013

Support

Thank you all so much for the sweet words, it means the world to me!

Elise and I have spent the evening in my hotel room, having some precious girl time together. She knows a masseuse that came by and helped me get rid of some excess tension. I feel how I relax more for each day, weights are falling off my shoulders. Maybe it's her company or maybe it's me, it really doesn't matter right now. She's pretty, I'll show her to you as soon as I get a new camera.

We've said we're going to call the business men from the bar, but time is on our side. All good things come to she who waits.







2/18/2013

Mr Hemingway

Drinks at Harry's Bar is a total cliché, but some clichés are worth trying. History is everywhere in this city, hundreds of years of it. I went with Elise, she knows the streets better than I do, we drank our Bellinis and ate our olives and it was late on a Sunday.

Two men were watching us from across the room, we could both feel it and smiled at each other. They came and talked to us, it turns out they're business men from the US. I faked an Italian accent, they gave us their numbers and told us to call them. It's like I said, when I try to be alone I end up meeting new people, and this time those people seem to have a lot of money in their pockets.





 

2/11/2013

New friends

It's so strange, whenever I try or want to be alone I end up meeting new friends. I had only been in Venice a week when someone started talking to me in the Ferragamo store. We tried on clothes together and went out for drinks in the evening. She's British with a French mother but lives and studies in Venice, her name is Elise and it feels as if we can talk about everything.

Not that I've told her everything about me of course, yet. Not many people know how I grew up and how my family is, and I've been gathering the strength to tell someone for years. I don't know what good it would do me but I think it's something I have to do.





2/03/2013

Greetings from another part of the world

Ciao tutti. I've landed in Venice, physically and mentally. It's been hard finding a wireless network (my aunt doesn't believe in the Internet), I'm writing this from a restaurant near the Santa Maria Gloriosa dei Frari. It's cold compared to LA (48 degrees), but the sun is shining and the light is fantastic.

I've spent my first days just walking around, enjoying the calm safely away from San Marco and the Rialto. There are always tourists here but its much worse during the summer. I remember spending time here with my family when I was little but everything seems so much smaller now. I guess growing up also means that the world becomes less indefinite, for better or for worse.