I’ve always loved ballet but have never taken a class. I thought I was too short. The only dance class I’ve taken was modern dance in college.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about signing up for classes. So what if I’m only 5.2″? I have several friends who are taking adult ballet classes and they rave about them.
I play tennis and have played sports all my life. I need to mix things up a bit, especially as I get older. I’ve tried yoga and ripped a tendon in my wrist probably because I was incapable of focusing on the task at hand. It was a very painful injury. During yoga classes my mind was always racing, thinking about all the things I had to to do. I could never relax. I had the same issues when I tried Pilates.
Perhaps ballet is the way to go. It combines athleticism with art, balance, agility, endurance, and mental focus. We’ll see what happens.
When I woke up this morning and saw Garance’s latest post, I had to send it to my ballet-loving friends immediately. The Studio was invited to visit the New York City Ballet as they prepared for the opening night of their winter season.
These intimate photos are so beautiful and inspiring. To see more, click on to Garance’s blog HERE.
The one-two punch of the SONY hack from a few weeks ago and the terrorist attack in Paris on Wednesday, is a clear reminder that the right to express oneself is very important in a modern society. This is a bigger issue than a comedy or a cartoon.
Without freedom of expression, democracy cannot exist.
Last night, on my way home, I walked through Piazza Farnese where the French Embassy is located in Rome. I have been in this building several times, mostly to vote. I saw many employees, neighbors, and French expatriates gathered in the square holding candles. The entire square was packed. It was somber but moving.
Buon weekend a tutti.
One of my friends asked me what my word is for 2015. Another asked about my resolutions. I’ve given both a great deal of thought.
What I really need to do in 2015 is stop being a control freak. I’m driving myself (and my friends) crazy. While it’s a good thing (especially in a detail orientated profession) to be very organized, I need to take it down a notch, okay, several.
I’m not sure how I will achieve this goal but at least I have acknowledged this critical situation.
So far 2015 is off to a great start. Yes, I do realize we’re only two days in.
Happy New Year!
Fireworks outside my window.
Pienza, Tuscany. La Bandita Townhouse.
For me the day after Thanksgiving has nothing to do with shopping. It means I can start playing Christmas carols.
This probably comes as a shock to people who don’t know me well, as I appear to be a person who loves to shop. It’s even part of my job.
However, the whole Black Friday thing always left a bad taste in my mouth. While Short Hills Mall is one of my favorite places in America, I’d rather listen to Izzy Azalea on a continuous loop than go there on the day after Thanksgiving.
We don’t have such a thing in Italy and I don’t see it happening anytime soon. The concept of standing/waiting in line is completely foreign, even in places (like the post office) where we’re supposed to.
One thing that is also popular here, are street lights. This week crews were putting them up all over town.
In my neighborhood, Campo de Fiori, we have these:
I adore the simplicity of them.
Now, I’m off to play some of my favorite holiday jams.
Halloween is a big deal in the States. Here in Italy, we are starting to see more and more decorations but it’s a three day holiday weekend, All Saints Day and All Souls Day.
I have carved my share of pumpkins and ate my share of Halloween candy. I don’t care what anyone says, candy corn should not be classified as a candy!
Perhaps I could ask one my friends who works at the American Embassy if the commissary sells Charleston Chews. All of a sudden I have a craving for one today. In the meantime, I will buy a few mini-pumpkins to decorate my table.
Leave it to Ms. Martha Stewart to take it to the next level with her squash version.
Photo: Martha Stewart
Buon weekend a tutti!
Suddenly, Fall has arrived in Rome.
On Sunday my friends were swimming at the beach. Monday was a Bermuda shorts day. Tuesday? The temperature dropped by 20 degrees (F).
This morning the air was very clear and crisp. I think I need to bake an apple crumble.
The leaves are started to drop along the Tiber River. The chestnut vendors are actually selling chestnuts now. They started weeks ago but nobody wanted to buy hot chestnuts when it was 85 degrees out.
One thing I loved about growing up on the East Coast, was the change in seasons. Our town had a LOT of trees and many of them were in our backyard. It wasn’t so fun to rake them but we did enjoy jumping into the piles.
The last two weeks of October is best time to drive up to the Hudson River Valley to check out the leaves.
The reds and oranges in this photo are gorgeous.
Photo: Eric/Flickr Commons
Buon weekend a tutti!
Dolce & Gabbana have been knocking it out of the park.
I did read one review from a UK fashion critic who complained that D&G were tapping the Sicilian well too often. She was RELIEVED to see that their S/S 2015 was influenced by Spain.
Hello, Spain ruled Sicily from 1516-1713. This is still a Sicilian inspired collection.
There were a lot of bold red dresses and fitted black ones, but this black and white dress is one of my favorites. Of course, I could never wear it as I’m too short and my breasts are too big. But I love it.
The trim is beautiful. I could see using something like it in home décor as well.
Photo: Dolce & Gabbana
Buon weekend a tutti!