Top images via The Sartorialist
Last image via Garance Dore
Ok so I'm on an Italian streak, apparently. But it's because I keep on reading fashion-centric blogs and of course (damn you Garance & The Sartorialist) they are wandering all over Milan. I had the chance to go to Italy. It's amazing. You eat well, you are surrounded by so much history. The cities (especially) Rome are bursting with vitality. You drink wine or the most amazing coffee while you rejoice yourself in farniente. All the while, being surrounded by impossibly stylish people. Italian man are so stylish, they tend to seem a bit effeminate (to my eyes, anyways). I prefer them a bit more rugged. But the women are so well put-together, they put you to shame every time. And what they wear doesn't have to be expensive. It's just so...European. And carefree. And it obeys only to its own rules. How on earth do these people manage to look like magazine covers all the time?
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