Coming from a country that has been ruined by aggressive and stupid wars that only resulted in ruined generations without any possibility to travel – I admit I missed a lot of things other people my age consider a given. One of them was touring France – and seeing Monte Carlo.
This was Venice, the flattering and suspect beauty – this city, half fairy tale and half tourist trap, in whose insalubrious air the arts once rankly and voluptuously blossomed, where composers have been inspired to lulling tones of somniferous eroticism.
[ Thomas Mann, Death in Venice ]
Ready for a tale of sea, ancient walls and gondolas?
The color is to me the air I breathe: it reflects my personality, explains subtly to the world surrounding me the way I feel every day, and makes me feel unique in a sea of black-dressed people.
A suitcase bursting with color, pic by Simone Martucci.
So how exactly do I mix and match colors, and what makes me go for certain combinations?
Welcome to Fifty shades of Lady V – The Basics
Sunday is day full of promise: the weekend is still on, perhaps you had lots of fun the night before, and hopefully the sun is shining and the skies are of that particular vivid shade of blue.
And if you’re very lucky, you wake up in Paris.