travel
I’ve always avoided pictures of myself, but I shamelessly took a picture of myself mid-vacation, working in the pottery studio. When I posted it on Facebook, I described it as the photo I took because I wanted to remember what I looked like when I was happy.
italy
I was disgusted with myself, with my outrageously (and increasing) promiscuous behaviour.
rome
The day after we broke up, not only did he change the locks on our shared condo, he also emptied our bank accounts and left me drowning in debt.
travel
I may not be multilingual, but I’m fluent in the international language of harassment.
italian women
I don’t know if it’s because they were Born This Way or because looking fierce is an Italian Woman’s way of compensating for the fact that her husband is having an affair with a study abroad student from North Carolina.