In Italy for a while – a curly fur coat
The return back home, when you live abroad, is more special. Going home in Christmas time, it’s even more. It is a moment of total detachment, memories resurface and it seems that time has never passed. Time in restaurants passes, however, and the scale hands rises! Along with the good intentions of the new year – the usuals, to lose weight and blah blah – I started with a couple of pictures of the Piave, above Lucca, during the last family lunch.
Ice curly fur coat
I wore a sheepskin curly fur coat, warm and with curly hair, ice gray colored. A wide skirt dress -covering the pappardelle-with-wild-boar-belly – and boots worn with socks with pom pom, like a bunny, always by Calzedonia – like those worn in the last post, but the other ones had a bow.
A simple look just to wish you a happy new year, from a girl back in Ireland, who has always in the heart Italian, Tuscany, landscapes. And you, how did you start the new year?