Hell's yeah it's okay! And in fact - I love it with a passion. Especially in a city like Firenze, a mysterious and elusive temptress with her endless rolling hills and weaving alleyways... full of secret passages, and home to great Tuscan cuisine, the Medici family and birth of the Renaissance. It's the perfect city to brave fashion adventures and make it the next big trend.
Greeted by hidden grottos decorated with intricate stalactites, the renaissance was a great era to be alive -- the grandeur and allure of it all to which we speak to devastation and desire is something we can only hope for the future. Gold was the emblem and gold was blood running in the veins of artists, the royals and the rich...
My youth would have loved this vividly: remembering moments that came to live but can no longer.
Walking down Cypress alley leading up to The Isolotto, Ovid's words, although lightyears ago, pulses ... Perseus and Andromeda are but figures in poet's dreams so a question: how on earth can we love so deeply now when we have abandoned our past? Maybe that is how Blumenberg so many years later, theorised, that it is purely through sheer will and empowerment that we discard the disillusionment and thrive on modernity in ways that we hope to, but ultimately, do not understand. Our self-assertion is the only thing that remains eternal, but my love, like many others, have changed into
a bold and daring creature that overwhelms
Denim dress - Forever 21 (similar) / Denim jacket - Promod (similar) / Shoes - New Balance / Sunglasses - Ray Ban
I'll keep this short and sweet, trying to take the backseat as we glide over the three-day long weekend. I hope everyone is well, and let me know what you're up to :-)
