Thursday, March 27, 2014

So This One Time In Florence








First Outfit:  Top:  Old Navy ~ Socks:  Forever 21 ~ Pants:  OldNavy ~ Shoes:  L.L Bean ~ Jacket:  OldNavy ~Sunnies:  Ray Ban ~ Bag:  Coach

Alex's Outfit:  Top:  Urban Outfitters ~ Pants: Zara ~ Jacket:  Urban Outfitters ~ Shoes:  Zara Backpack:  Urban Outfitters

Second Outfit:  Chambray:  J.Crew ~ Sweater:  OldNavy ~ Hat:  Souther Traditions ~ Bag:  Coach


On the morning of our third day we packed up our bags and said our goodbyes to sweet Venice.  We hopped on a water taxi and took the next train to Florence.  Florence is like another world compared to Venice.  When we arrived I was a bit in shock mostly because the traffic was insane.  Let me just remind you I hadn't seen cars in three days and now people were walking anywhere they wanted and cars were driving where ever they wanted and some how they all managed to stay alive.  This bustling city was all a bit overwhelming until we reached our hotel.  The second I opened the window in my room and saw my view every ounce of anxiety drifted from me.  Breath taking doesn't even begin to describe the beauty of Florence.  I could have stayed on my balcony studying this new world for our entire trip and would have been completely content.  Some how Alex managed to drag my off the balcony so we could actually explore the city.

Some of the sites included the Florence Cathedral (Duomo), The great statue of David, The Ponte Vecchio Bridge, and the Uffizi.  Every site we visited was so rich with culture and history and had a new story to tell every time.  Our explore time did not let us down either.  This city fully lives up to its reputation of good shopping.  One day we went into shop after shop just basking in the fashion, and of course bought a few things along the way.  After this long day of shopping and touring, exhausted, Alex and I stopped into a local gelateria to treat ourselves after our long day.  I asked for a small and the man handed me this massive cone with two scoops and said "7".  I thought this man was joking.  Seriously 7 euros??  So I paid the man and as I handed over the money I saw out of the corner of my eye a hidden stack of smaller cones...the man had completely played us.  Exhausted, overwhelmed, and frustrated from the day we searched for a place to sit and enjoy our over priced gelato.  Of course there was no place to sit so Alex gave up any pride he had left and sat on the sidewalk, and soon after I joined him.  In defeat from the day we sat on that crowded sidewalk in Florence and ate our over priced gelato with our heads hung.  We immediately broke out in laughter at the fact that we were sitting on a dirty side walk, eating overpriced gelato, in Florence...what a good day.



Thursday, March 20, 2014

La Vie En Rose










Jacket:  Old Navy ~ Top:  J.Crew ~ Jeans:  Old Navy ~ Shoes:  Steve Madden 
Necklace:  Francesca's Collections ~ Bag:  Coach

The emotions I felt after stepping out of the water taxi onto the streets of Venice can only be described as La Vie En Rose, “Life in rosy hues”.  Everywhere where you turn it is as if you are in a dream, and nothing is actually real.  There is so much beauty and love in this city that I couldn’t help but sing the classic french song to myself.  The first day we toured the Doge’s Palace and this is where we got our first taste of the countries incredible and enchanting architect.  The amount of detail that was put into the Doge is incredible.  Every room is embellished with priceless art and gold.  A few other sites we encountered were The Piazza San Marco, the main plaza, and my favorite The Ponte dell'Accademia bridge.  This bridge mimics the Passerelle des Arts in France in that people travel all over the world to place a lock on this bridge as a symbol of their love.My grandfather had the day set up to where in the morning we would tour with him and my step grandmother and then in the evening my brother an I would get the opportunity to explore on our own.  

The second day, during our explore time, we decided to take pictures for the blog.  We explored all over the city and even came across a Patiserie and of course I bought a few macarons! We got so caught up in the adventure we lost all sense of where we were.  We ended up half way across the city and a very small amount of time to return back to the hotel before dinner.  Venice is composed of several very small ally ways and a handful of main streets.  This made it very hard to find our location on the map.  After a very frustrating hour and a half we finally found our way back to the hotel only to find our grandparents had already left for dinner.  Hungry and frustrated we set out to find a pizzeria.  We came across one and ordered two pineapple pizzas.  I'm not sure if it was the a combination of exhaustion and starvation but that pizza tasted as if Jesus had made it himself.  

The next day I awoke with a major allergy attack and decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air.  Alex and I came across a little health food store and we purchased chocolate and tea.  When we went to pay this sweet little italian woman handed me these beautiful yellow flowers.  The day before I had seen women everywhere carrying them and when I was finally handed some my heart was so filled with happiness.  I then was told it was National Women’s Day and in Italy it is a tradition to pass these mimosa flowers out to all women.  The mimosa flowers are the perfect representation I have of Venice, romantic, beautiful, and heart filling.  And all of a sudden I find myself singing La Vie En Rose again.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

And So The Great Journey Begins

Visiting Italy has always been a dream of mine, and finally my dream is coming true. I am sitting on a musty squished 8 hour flight and I couldn't be happier!  I will be blogging about this trip when I return but I couldn't help but share my eventful morning!  Look for my next post when I return, so for now peace out America!

Hour 5 of this 8 hour flight and it has already been one to remember.  I am currently seated between a man ,who I assume to be Polish, a twenty something guy who doesn't seem to enjoy my attempts at conversation, and the mystery guy, seated next to the Polish man, that I can't quite figure out if he just enjoys fine jewelry or if he's married but wears his ring on the wrong finger and hand. Before this wonderful adventure we flew out of Knoxville into Chicago. I fell asleep and when I woke up I thought the world had frozen over!  I have never seen so much snow!  After my flight from Knoxville to Chicago we had a 6 hour lay over. Which was spent sprawled out across couches mooching off the airports wifi to catch up on shows I've missed this week due to mid terms.  Ooooo I can tell Scandal is going to be a good one. There is no telling what Olivia Pope will do next. Oh yeah did I mention my grandfather is a part of some premiere club so we waited in this special area with sliding glass doors and 12 different kinds of coffee. Okay so back to my 8 hour flight.  I have successfully watched three movies and after my third I got up to use the bathroom and when I came back I sat on my earphones and broke them. I pressed the call button to get some new ones but no one came. Finally a woman passed and I called at her. It was dark and she had an accent so I really couldn't tell if she actually worked on the plane. So I just mumbled something about headphones and then stuttered  ahh never mind. And now I wait...just a few hours...just a few short hours are standing between me and the beautiful city of Venice. Is it possible to be in love with a city you've never even been to??  Ciao for now!

xoxo
Mollie Anna
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