La Dolce Vita
The time has come for our Eurotrip rewind to commence! I am so excited to be sharing all of our adventures with you over the coming weeks and Rome feels like a pretty spectacular place to start. We arrived in the eternal city, jet lagged and hungry, but resolved those problems impressively quickly. Looking back at our four days in rome, yes, I think of finally setting my eyes upon the Sistine Chapel after staying up all night due to jet lag, and strolling past the Spanish steps shopping around Via Condotti, but what particularly stands out is the food. The incredible, scrumptious, cream and carb filled food. Shocker, I know.
Any chance that presented itself to feast on fresh pasta with cream sauce we took, even if it meant ingesting five rather large meals a day. The words Cacio E Pepe and Carbonara, still incite some kind of unwarranted anticipation even writing them now. I mean the pizza, and fried everything didn't hurt either, but nowhere in Italy, or in all of my life for that matter, did I try those dishes as poignantly mastered as in Roma.
I also had a bit of a love affair with the Roman Jewish cuisine, but I'm not sure I should talk about how eating Carciofi all Giudia made me want to convert and move to Italy. My lord and saviour Jesus Christ wouldn't like that. Moving on... Here is a little #OOTD from my parentals' room which features and obnoxiously spectacular view of of the Spanish Steps. These images were shot moments before heading off to another kamikaze binge eating session. I've used these words before without truly meaning them, but after my time in Rome I can honestly say, all I care about in life is pasta and like three people...
Pasta...a great way to fill out any article of clothing.
Celine sunnies, Storets earrings, Nasty Gal neck scarf, For Love and Lemons dress, vintage Hermes Kelly, and Manolo Blank "Chaos" sandals.