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La moda gone awry.

During our first months here, I wish I had written down ALL the things about Italy I found to be strange, amusing, etc. I distinctly remember one sight in particular that left me flabbergasted. I remember seeing women working in their yards, gardening, wearing dresses or skirts. They would be raking, or tilling soil- not just walking around surveying the scene. This was manual labor they were doing- in a skirt. I could not believe it. I was shocked. It seemed so impractical. Why people, why?



We have been living here a little over one year. Last week, I paused in the middle of a field. I took a deep breath and let out a hearty chuckle. There I was, my friends, walking through a field that was completely filled with weeds. The weeds were as high as my hips- and what was I wearing? An ankle length linen skirt. Amazing. Simply amazing.

As you can see, the girls have caught some fashion vibe and are riding it back to the 80's.

Oh, and if U.S. fashion follows Italian fashion, y'all will be wearing skinny jeans, and have ASYMMETRICAL haircuts- light a candle and pray it isn't so. Oh, and you'll be gardening in skirts....yeah, right!

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Unknown said…
Oh my gosh, they are sooo darling! I love the 80's wear!! They are getting older so fast!! Stop the time in Italy!! Lots of Love, Ro Ro
mimi and papa said…
Is it through osmosis that you, alas walk through the weeded fields in a linen shirt? The girls are trendy and wear the local fashions so well. They are bella as always! Sending all my love, Mimi

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