Conquistadora
So I made it to Rome.
A decent 8 hour flight ruined by a stuffy cabin. My body lost control of its temperature as it slipped into a feverish frenzy. I distracted myself with The September Issue, which is a great documentary on Vogue and the inner methodological workings and politics in the world of fashion, and then made a Bad Decision by watching 500 Days of Summer, or as I would love to name it, 500 Days of SUCK. I’ll admit I’m in crush with Zooey Deschanel and her alt-vintage-60′s hipster look and haircut, but an entire movie need not be dedicated as her personal music video with a slip-shod plot. But it was all worth it when Amsterdam displayed beautifully fragrant restrooms, and even more glorious when I finally arrived to Rome, Italy.
Today was our first day of class; these past few days have consisted of catching up on sleep, settling in, and an evening at the Drunken Ship.
So far, I have to say:
1. Cobblestones are a way of life
2. So are fine Italian boots
3. … and fine Italian men.
4. … and bidets.
More to come, amoré.
Gracious
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