So ok-
Prior to posting I wanted to thank everyone who has commented so far. I love the comments! You are all hilarious! Keep commenting! Whoooo! Yay!!
Photo is one Martin took of me doing my best to appear (in the dark, from far away, if you squint and have been drinking) as an Italian woman. We have decided, after a solid week of careful and intensive observation, that it takes a few things to successfully make the transition from American to Italian (besides speaking the language or carrying the passport) and they are the following:
1. Swathing yourself in leather
2. Mixing your browns! All shades can go together here! And black too!
3. Wearing heels. Always. And stomping them fiercely a la America's Next Top Model on the stones of Florence as you walk by.
So, the transition begins! We also had some fun taking photos around the Ponte Vecchio both day and night, and so the remainder of this post will be mostly photos, unless genius strikes me.
A small soliliquoy (sp?) on running in Florence: Yes, few do it. Most point and stare confusedly as you run past (running? expansive gesture--in Firenze? expansive gesture--but why? Prego??), though one enterprising young gentlemen did high-five me and that I appreciated! But, you do take your life in your hands; though, as someone who faced the dash of death in India, I feel that I'm up to the challenge. And more importantly, Martin is also up to the challenge of keeping me alive. Which, as we've discovered, is pretty much a 24/7 job. Thanks Martin!!
Ok: The Duomo as seen from an Alley:
A close up of a cool door I saw
Our cheese lady's cart in the local market. We have a cheese lady!
The Arno where I run, also some taken of/from bridges near the Ponte Vecchio
5 comments:
Very cool. Reminds me of my vacation in Firenze a couple of years ago. We stayed right near where your first photo was taken, I do believe.
By that point in our trip, though, we longed for some non-Italian food and found a great little English pub
near Santa Croce. Fish and chips never tasted so good.
Though it was not easy to see past the awesomeness of the exquisitely shaped, ...VIEW in the first photo, I love the last shot! Florence is clearly cheerier for your presence! And let me say what the men are thinking, ...brown is definitely your color.
Sssssssss!
Christie, your official new name is Shaniqua!! That first pic on the Blog is definite Ghetto Booty Material. Worthy of all kinds of chocolate jungle monkey!! Oh My!! Miss ya babe!
J.R.
Am loving the ANTM references and those pictures could certainly be straight from there. Love the outfit and how you present yourself, totally aware of your strongest assests and how to communicate with the camera. (Okay that is my lame attempt to sound like one of the judges!)
Seems like you are really becoming Italian - yeah!! Finally you are de-americanised and totally-Europeanised!! Wohooo!! (MAybe we should just swap passports?!?!??
Love the leather jacket-- very chic! (er...motto bueno--the first word actually being japanese, but sounds like muy and I don't know what the italian is-- never mind that I have the world's fastest research tool on my lap and am too lazy to look it up!). I highly recommend wordreference.com-- doesn't help you speak Italian, but you could look things up and point to the word and nod-- could work!
Shawn just asked if I have been participating in a "webinar" I guess I have just spent over an hour between reading my sister's blog about being an ecolandlord (she just bought a 4 plex and is trying to make everyone recycle-- among other things). I digress.. but baby cries, so back to Italy! More later.
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