So my excuse for not having posted until recently is that I’ve been balancing school and going out and attempting to get the full experience of the beautiful city of Florence. It’s really something, although I must say it is a little stressful that shopping here, whether it’s for groceries every week or a new poncho when the market booth owner is extremely persistent, is a bank-breaker. Factor in rent and my desire to go visit other cities and countries, and… well, I’m getting stressed out just thinking about it. Let’s get back to fashion, shall we? I’ve recently seen a few… shall we say, daring outfits on the street that I just have to share with you because they’re completely questionable.
When I was going out one night to the clubs with some of my girl friends, as I was walking to their place I felt rather self-conscious, in a bodycon skirt from H&M, a black lace-lined tanktop, and a black sweater. Fortunately for me, I came across a girl wearing tights as pants, so I felt much better. That wasn’t the most unsettling fashion blemish Florence had to offer. The next day, on the way to the Ferragamo museum for my History of 20th Century Fashion class, we happened to walk past the most fashion-confused old woman I’ve ever seen. She was sporting a very tight yellow dress, topped by a dark fur vest… but the worst part? Her legs were encased in white fishnet tights. With flames around the ankles. Seriously?! I apologize, but honestly most elder Italian women know how to dress their age and still look classy, so this was a very jarring vision.
The next day, my friend and I were very brightly dressed, and we thought that we might stand out a lot compared to the more minimalist and neutral-color stylings of typical Florentines. We were wrong; we happened upon a woman wearing a striped sweater and black-and-white camouflage pants. I couldn’t even. She beat us. I was done with fashion searching for the rest of the week. Fortunately the visit to the Ferragamo museum and walking along “designer street” on Via Tornabuoni restored my faith in Florence, and I can go on blogging happily.
I had the fortune of purchasing the jacket above at the Santo Spirito market near my street for only 10 euro. It’s been really lovely as an in between for my military jacket and my wool winter coat, and it’s also fairly durable in the rain. The houndstooth skirt was a gift from one of my best friends for my last birthday, and I love how versatile it is; you can really wear it with any color and add on accessories to change it from preppy to rocker or any style in between. The shirt is from Forever 21, and I love how soft the material is and how flattering the color is against my skin tone. Tights were a must because the rain and the weather hadn’t improved until recently. The scarf adds a little sparkle to the outfit, while matching colors with the skirt to avoid outfit discord.
I’ll be making a purchases post tomorrow after my outfit for today is posted. Last Sunday, I had the fortune of going to Venice for its Carnevale, and it was everything I dreamed it would be. The city was very crowded, but between all the beautiful costumes and masks and the gorgeous landscape in and out of the canals, I couldn’t have asked for a more picturesque island city. I’ve wanted to visit Venice since I was much younger, having fallen in love with movies like The Thief Lord and Summertime. The city really has a lot of history and culture and spirit, and I definitely want to make a return trip whenever I get the chance (before it sinks! yikes!) Our next Italian trip is to Pompeii and Sorrento, and I’m very excited for even more Italy. For now, I content myself with exploring Florence. Very happy that midterms week is finally over. Stay open-minded, everyone! Baci! xx