Saturdays always put me in a lazy mood, the kind that when it strikes, all I want to do is think, listen to music and read. Nothing more adventurous or calorie consuming. Most of the times I end up strolling on memory lane. This morning while I was cleaning my laptop a bit since it was running low on space (again), I stumbled upon a batch of pictures from Rome that I haven’t shared with you.
I fell in love with Rome, it made me feel almost as princessy as Paris did. The thing I miss the most abut it, though, is the company. I miss spending whole days with mom and her alone, not being bothered by work or school or any worry in the world except the soreness of our feet caused by too much walking.
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The Saints of Rome
The weather has been weird lately and on top of that I caught I cold so I didn’t really feel like stripping in the snow for outfit photos last week. I felt particularly bad last night so I ditched school today. I wasn’t planning to blog today because I’m always kind of cranky and sour when I feel unwell, but I was browsing through my folders to find useless crap that should’ve been deleted long ago but I’m a messy and lazy airhead and they’re still there and I found some beautiful pictures I haven’t shared with you from my trip to Rome. I’ve been to Rome last January with my mom and it was great. The weather was incredibly nice for January, at noon we could walk around in Tshirts and the food was YUM. The only happening that ruined my travel was the fact that on the fifth day my memory card decided it would be nice to fail completely and erase EVERYTHING, every single photo I took. I changed my camera and memory card, but I’m never going anywhere without my laptop again.
Vatican was really nice though, except for the fact that I experienced one of my greatest fears there. I felt like crying, puking and killing my mom, but hey, I did it in the end without doing any. Ok, I cried, a little. I’m terrified of small spaces and mom insisted we climb up in the Sistine Chapel to see the city’s panorama and that it’s not a big climb, it’s not that high nor small(she’s been there before). I only said yes thinking I’d have a great view, but to my disappointment we were too high for great panoramas. The climb started nicely, enough space to spread both your arms, but as you went further, guess what? It was squeezing in. The final set of stairs was so narrow, I couldn’t spread my elbows. I can’t explain the terror I felt as I was climbing, to see it get more and more narrow. On the last set of stairs I started to cry and told mom I can’t do this, I was basically begging her to let me out, I was panicking and couldn’t breathe at all. Sadly there were a lot of people behind mom and obviously there wasn’t enough space for two people on those stairs so I had to suck it up and climb. When we finally got up a wave of nausea hit me when I saw how high we were and considered jumping at the thought of having to go down those stairs again. But hey, I did it. I overcame my biggest fear. Although I’m still scared of small spaces.
I was struggling to take photos, bending over fences or trying to squeeze in between the bars when this little fucker came in and decided to ruin it for me. I forgave him though, he was kinda cute. And stupid, just look at his face!
And here’s an emotionally and physically exhausted me. I miss my hair like that sometimes. Also I find it a little funny how the title for this post came to me while humming the Saints of LA from Motley Crue, nothing holy there for sure.
After my little hobo-esque break, we went into the Sistine Chapel. I’m not a religious person, but I kind of like churches, although some paintings/statues creep me out and most priests annoy me. But inside I saw, for the first time, the light. No, not god, literally the light. It was amazingly beautiful, an architectural wonder. It was my mom’s turn to beg me to leave.
I really miss Rome. It’s very different from my city, but I felt I could live there. Have you ever been to Rome? Did you enjoy it?
Rome by night, part I
I’m going through one of those phases when nothing seems right nor good enough: clothes, food, photos, my words seem to be too jumbled and generally not suitable for a blog post. It might be one of the side effects of the cold that I have. So I’m going to cheat a little and instead of posting the frizzy hair tutorial which I planned I will post photos from Rome again 
I hope you’ll enjoy nevertheless~
Rome by Day part II
Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened. A wonderful quote by Dr Seuss which fits my feelings best now. I really miss Rome and spending time carefree with my mother. Part one is Here.
Another batch of pictures, Rome through my eyes. I’ve been looking up quite alot those days, huh? I hope you liked it! Next post will be about Japan, stay tuned! Take care, lovely readers~
Where all your wishes come true
Also known as Fontana Di Trevi, where a coin grants your wish
At least that’s what I thought. The real legend, if we can call a legend real, is that if you throw a coin with your back at the fountain, over the shoulder you will return to Rome. It is said that there are roughly 3500 euros thrown into the fountain everyday. I’m really curious who gathers them all (probably the state, but I like imagining that this little dwarf come out at night and picks up all the money 
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It’s the most beautiful fountain I’ve ever seen. Especially if you visit it at sunset, the sight is breathtakingly beautiful. I don’t think my photos picture the sights well enough, but for the ones who haven’t seen it with their own eyes, it gives an idea about it’s astonishing peculiarity.
We bought ice cream (the only one that I ate in Italy, damn you diet) from a gellateria close Trevi.
I had chocolate and mint and it was delicious.
Obviously since it was a huge exception and a rule-breaker we had to take dozens of pictures to immortalize the moment and feel guilty afterwards~
Have you ever seen the fountain yourself? Did you like it as much as I did? Hope you enjoyed and take care, dear readers!
Rome by day, part I
Such beautiful memories overwhelmed me as I browsed through this pictures Italian architecture is so beautiful, I shot around 500 pictures only of the buildings and details.
Well, there is not much to explain about this post. Please click on the pictures to enlarge them.
I hope the pictures were as delighting for your eyes as they were for mine Stay tuned for part II ! Take care
Anima Mundi
Rome- not exactly the capital of fashion, but an astonishingly beautiful city nevertheless. Elegant, mysterious, full of myths and legends, the home of probably the most famous and influential civilization to ever live on earth: the Romans.
But history is not our subject today, fashion is. And fashion in Rome starts right from the Fiumicino airport, where the walls are filled with eye catching, classy banners. Fendi (above) was my favourite.
Piazza di Spagna is a second heaven to any avid shopper. From high fashion to accessible brands, restaurants, small boutiques, you can find literally everything there. A feast to the eyes too, I was paying more attention to the amazing architecture more than the shops sometimes, to be honest.
One of my biggest regrets from the Rome trip (as some of you may know) is that my CF card broke so I lost the pictures from the first three days. One of those days had been dedicated solely to shopping, therefore I had snuck some pictures inside these shops too. Unfortunately,we didn’t have time in our last evening to get inside all the shops again, but we went to Spagna again so I could at least snap pictures of my favourite displays 
What I liked a lot about these shopping streets was the way everything blended in. There was no contrast between old and new (the buildings and the shops) the way it is in my country and no shops had loud, neon signs to desperately scream for attention. It was all so…classy.
Less expensive, but just as amazing <3 5 story Zara. One of the only shops I shopped from. I know I should try and vary a bit more, but I really wasn’t in a shopping mood those days so I went in straight where I knew I’d find what I needed.
What I Bought
Bag from Guess, fake fur muffler (?) from H&M
Before I Decay Brightening primed and Make up Forever HD foundation (that I’ll review soon because it’s a godsend)
Suit coats, both from Zara. I had my eyes on the grey one since November but it was way overpriced for a suit coat so I patiently waited for the sales. The black one is made from a really soft and comfy material, that’s why it looks so weird in the photo. I love it.
Shirts from Zara. I’m in love with the black one, it has foxes on it :3
I think this is my absolute favourite item. I can’t wait for summer to come. It’s a way more intense blue irl (it’s from Zara too)
This skirt is actually a deep purple, but because of the bad lighting it came out like this Another item I wanted since last year.
Pants because I needed a pair
And my most beloved accessories, thigh high socks (if they can be considered that)
This palette is amazing, quality wise. I don’t know what kind of black magic Too Faced have done, but these eyeshadows don’t smudge nor crease at all, without using any base/primer. Deeply impressed.
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed!
Aeterna lux solis
Hello, hello! As I promised, an outfit post. Unfortunately, these are the only outfit pictures that I have in Rome (good thing it’s my favourite outfit, too~) since the camera’s memory card broke. I wore this on the day we visited the Vatican and to be honest it was a terrible day. Not because of the weather, nor because of the queues; the weather was amazing, most of the time I was able to stay only in this suit jacket, I didn’t even need a coat. And the queues went surprisingly fast.
I’m terrified of heights and small places, but my mom forced me to climb with her in the cupola to see the panoramic view of Rome. Mind you, at the beginning the stairs were a medium width, but they kept getting smaller and smaller, at one point I got dizzy and couldn’t breathe properly. When I thought everything was over we took a turn and I saw the smallest and steepest staircase I’ve ever seen (and hope to be the last one, too). I started to cry and panicked, the only thing that made me keep climbing them was that there were people behind me and I had no other choice. It was horrible! I fell down stairs so many times I lost the count actually (when I came back from Japan I fell on the airplane’s stairs and hit my face on the pavement), therefore going down the stairs was even more terrifying. My fingertips were sore from how hard I pressed in the rail and I had a bruise on my elbow from leaning too hard into the wall.
To make everything better, it wasn’t even worth it. The cupola was way too high so the panoramas came out like shit… Then I had this uneasy feeling all day long.
What I’m wearing:
Fur (fake): H&M
Shirt: Zara
Jacket: Zara
Pants: H&M
Flats: Zara
Not too much variety on that day~ I had a purse from Guess but we took this pictures on the veranda of the hotel after breakfast and I didn’t take it with me~
Me and my beautiful mother
And bloopers, haha I can’t do a mini-photoshoot without fooling around~
As always, please click on the pictures to make them bigger Also, any opinion on to how to improve my posing or outfits is more than welcomed. Thank you for reading and have a nice day!
Rome: A Beginning
Even if I got back on sunday, this week has been hectic, therefore I had no time to write about my trip to Rome. As some of you know, I transferred to another school. I’m having quite a hard time, to be honest, new classmates, new teachers, subjects, it’s a lot to get used to. But that’s not what I should write about now, I’m sorry.
I spent five wonderful days with my amazing mother in Rome last week. We had the luck to have amazing weather and it wasn’t too crowded since it’s extra-season, if you know what I mean
But like every good thing, there’s a bad side to it too. My CF card broke on the third day, so I lost around 300 photos. I was devastated, but we managed to find a new one and took almost all pictures again, except for the ones with the Colosseum (inside and outside) and the ones taken at the St Paolo Church, which was my favourite from all churches we entered. And of course, the pictures of my outfits from the first days. Unfortunate.
The second unfortunate happening was on the metro. It was really crowded so I asked my mom to take the next one (I’m terrified by masses of people) but she stubbornly said no and got in. I almost got mugged, thank god I had my phone in my skirt’s pocket, not my jacket’s, because a man shoved his hand in my pocket and ran at the next stop…
It would be an awfully long post if I wrote everything at once, so I decided to break it into several posts:
Rome by day
Rome by night
High fashion street in Rome+my own shopping
One outfit post
This is what I thought about, but who knows, maybe I’ll change a few aspects (I hate following plans)
And lastly, a picture of me and my beautiful mother I hope you enjoyed this brief introduction and are looking forward for my next posts! Take Care <3
PS: Please click on the pictures to enlarge them
