Part two of four: A Study In Bisquit Pink We organize military mission of six women, from 10 to 80 years old, and we ambush each and every (and when I say every, believe me it’s every) “formal gown” shop…
My big fat spanish-italian wedding 3: dress hunting (part 1 of 4)
Part one of four: The Stampede Usually I’m like this: if I have to go somewhere where some kind of dress code is required, I think of what I like about that code, the colour, the weather, I picture what…
What I’ve been doing
Lately I haven’t been blogging much, simply because I wasn’t feeling like it, I felt I had to and there’s no more sure-fire way to make me not do something than telling me “You have to do it”. Like that…
My big fat spanish-italian wedding part 2: the gown choice
If you’ll say “it’s a piece of cake to pick out a dress for a ceremony!” please know that I won’t believe you. I know, for sure, as you clearly know stuff in your dreams, that no one in this…
Blogging Day #noslot
I’m back here today to blog about something really important. A friend of mine, V3gan, invited me to join in today and I’m doing it gladly! Mostly because I’m a blogger from Pavia, the city that, in Italy, has the…