Location: Pianello Val Tidone, Italy
Thoughts & Places
It went like this: Jumped off the plane in Malpensa, caught a cab to the center of Milan, only to sprint through the colorful streets to a random Milanese hair salon to get a blowdry and a nespresso fix, into a car to the middle of the rolling green hills of the countryside. A few months earlier when I received the invitation for the masquerade birthday party in the Italian countryside for my friend Audrey, I never imagined I would actually go. Somehow, I ended up on a plane at the beginning of Summer Vacation from Heathrow to Malpensa in a surreal night of ballgowns, wine and lots and lots of pizza. It was amazing. Amazing.The location was the epitome of the beauty and romance of the Italian countryside I have always dreamed of seeing. I mean dreamed of seeing, Italy has always been my ideal, my dream, my sacred place. La Dolce Vita, Letters to Juliet, Eat Love Pray, Under the Tuscan Sun; Those are al my favorite films. The entire night seemed as if I was living in one of these films... But being an American in Europe always feels like that! I wore a long Maje black dress, that had sheer pleats from the knees under with black Stilettos and red lipstick and a lace mask. I danced with new Italian friends and my best friends from school for the entire night... changing from my long ballgown to a random short black minidress from Asos I found in my suitcase by 2 a.m. This was a smart choice as I unexpectedly ended up being thrown into the pool, soaking wet and freezing.... but that didn't stop me from dancing barefoot until the morning. In between dancing, I made room for warm pizza from the oven that was being made fresh the entire night.. till it was time to switch to Crostini's for breakfast! It was one of the most amazing and surreal nights of my life, I felt incredibly fortunate and grateful for the entire experience! I was dreaming while I was awake. What I would not really like to remember was the horrible ten hour flight to JFK the next morning.. getting lost in Milan on my way to the airpot and falling in a huge pile of mud from the rainstorm the night before! My blue jeans and white carry-on got decorated in mud.... beautiful! My suitcase had also lost a wheel in the process, meaning I had to drag a 21 kilo 3-wheeler through the cobblestone streets alone. I also ended up ALMOST missing my flight from the language confusion and lack of any sleep which caused a lot of stress (one of the struggles is not understanding the 24 hour clock.... a very big problem) But hey, while crazy, still amazing! The absolute best possible start to this summer, a clear sign there will be more amazing things to follow with these warmer months!