Since I’m still plotting my (probably long and exhausting) post about my trip to Verona, I’m leaving you today with a little taste of everyday life.
When I started out, I wanted this blog to be as professional as possible and to show my taste more than my personality; but, with blogging, personality is something that you can’t keep in. Little by little it starts trickling out, first through your choice of wording, then through an occasional comment, and when you realize it you’re talking about yourself. I don’t tend to follow or feel interest in blogs that center around the blogger – I’ve taken to calling this a ‘cult of the self’, and you’ll probably agree when I say most self-titled fashion bloggers do little more than talk about themselves and what they wear. It’s quite alright to do that, if you have enough confidence and if that’s your cup of tea; but it’s not really mine, thank you very much.
Today, however, I’ll be a little bit superficial, and show you what I wore to school today, with some Prada wellies.
Zara necklace, GAP cardigan and Zara shirt
The rainy season is arriving and I’m starting to pull out my cardigans; in Rome, it’s still warm until slightly past lunchtime, but a few hours before sunset the temperature drops dramatically. The sun still burns your skin as you walk, but there’s a hint of Autumn freshness in the small breeze that makes it more tolerable. Last night there was a huge storm for which an alert had been launched on Sunday – thunder, lightning, wind and four hours of rain. Car alarms went off and the church in front of my house put on improptu concerts for the nearly hundreds of people who ran inside to take shelter.
Ana & I in Rome on Wednesday, before I left for Verona
I love the rainy season; the Autumn months are my favourite ones in the whole year. It’s not quite cold enough to warrant a heavy coat and an uncomfortable amount of layers, but instead it’s a nice balance of warm and chilly that allows for a nice pair of boots and a slouchy sweater (added the extra umbrella weight in your bag). Part of why I love this time of year is, shamefully, that I get to wear all my favourite clothes and layer them how I see fit. There’s no cold to fight or heat to escape from.
The other reason is the absurd amount of tea that I start drinking every day. Summer in Italy and Portugal makes it impossible to have any sort of hot beverage except the necessary morning coffee (which qualifies as fuel) and I tend to call the October-December stretch, quite affectionally, “tea season”. I have a miniature wooden trunk that I bought for £6 at Portobello Market in London and that’s where I keep all my packets of tea. Yes, I am one of those people commonly defined as ‘tea nerds’ even though I drink copious amounts of coffee; in fact, I drink more tea and coffee than I eat proper food. A mug of hot tea at around 10pm is a little bit of heaven that patches up even the worst of days, just in time to help soothe you into positive dreams for the night.
My favourite teas? From Yumchaa and Babington’s. In fact, Babington’s has a small, cozy and very traditional British tea house right by the steps of Piazza di Spagna; if you’re ever in Rome, let me know and this blogger is taking you out for tea.