Morning in Milano

Fashion Week concludes this weekend in Milan, and consequently I’m feeling a bit like a tourist-slob while out on my Sunday morning stroll. Are Italian people always this well dressed? Is it practical to walk around the city in shiny, designer 600 Euro heels on a Sunday morning? Since this is Milan, and it happens to be fashion week, I’m just going to hold my head up high, dust off my cherry-red, ill-fitted puffy jacket that would be better suited for a yuppy Colorado ski town, groom my unruly hair a bit and go get a pastry and Macchiato. There. Now I feel better.




Morning in Milano


  1. I am so impressed with your blog! It is so interesting and you are a wonderful writer…can’t wait for more posts…
    love you mom

    • I knew I could count on you, Mom, for being a fan of my blog! Thanks for your support. As always. Hopefully, you can feel closer to the action here in Europe with all these photos and posts. Love you too. xoxo

  2. Hope you don’t mind, but I talked your Dad into forwarding your blog to me. I’ve just spent the last 15 minutes or so mesmerized by your beautiful pictures and your wonderfully descriptive prose. Very creative writing – I love it! I’m trying to figure out now how to sign up for your next post. Great stuff – keep ’em coming!! Tuna

    • Hi Tuna! Of course I don’t mind…I’m delighted you’ll be following along and so happy you’re enjoying the posts! Welcome 🙂 Hope you’re well! Looking forward to seeing you at the wedding in August. Big hugs!

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