Arrivederci a tempo, and ciao ciao to Italia. Sun, wine and fashion fills the streets from north to the most south of Italy. It's not so much fashion but lifestyle that influences their style.
First was Roma. The street lined with the coveted was Via del Corso. Stone buildings as old as time have been transformed into Zara, KiKi and the high end of Ferragamo. All on trend according to Vogue this month. The city attracts the rest of world annually and shows off what the world started as and how far it has come by its youth.
Looking past Rome we were trained to Firenze in the North. Peaceful, clean, with a scent of money in the streets. The streets at night glowed with warm street lights and the young. The mix of europeans are still present here which brings a culture with it. Nike sneakers are big here as they are in Napoli with the punks and the youth. Paired with jeans and a Diesel tee and you're in. Not my kind of...pizza? but a definite style in Florence.
As we moved south the Australian and American accents lessened and the pace people moved at was like time was a fad that had passed. The style was older and more conserved in a blazing bella Italiana. The beauty of Positano and Amalfi could be compared to the mouth gape David gives you from his well detailed...so Sicily on Saint Maria's public holiday is a local culture feast. Thousands of people. Loud western disco (the smaller the car, the louder the music apparently) and old people taking their time makes you stop like ur breathing it all in on the island of Capri.
Making our way down the country gave an insight into the culture change and trends kept and dropped. Blown away and yet more at home with it. Go figure. ciao for now x
