Today, my job required me to accompany my nine year old on a school field trip to a little place called the opera! It's something that everyone should do when in Italy for an extended period of
time, and was certainly an experience that I will never forget. Unfortunately for most people, the opera has a price tag that is too high, robbing them of something so wonderful and traditionally Italian that it is often an experience too expensive. But since I technically went for "work", my boss actually paid for me to go. And let me just say - it was so good, that I would have probably forked out the money myself even if it wasn't free.
The opera house we went to is located close to via Nazionale, a notorious street in Rome. It had a red carpet outside that led to the beautiful theatre that was decorated with red velvet and gold details. There were floor seats, two public balconies, and a series of private balconies for the super rich and privileged. A grand piano was sectioned off in the corner, and a massive stage with blonde wood
|The most fun thing. Ever.|
The people in the opera were so beautiful and wore the most intricate layered clothes that I've seen in a long time, and it inspired me to make sure I do something when I get home... Root through ye ol' dress up trunk! When I was younger, one of my
|Exhibit A: Itsy bitsy green bikini, purple|
beads, beret and cowboy boots. The
usual things you'll find in my closet.
Anyway, Nicole and I were inspired (and jealous) of Shayna's treasures of vintage clothing, so we began our own dress up box. One box became two, and two became three, and now we have a large collection of funky clothing that used to be my mom's clothes (some dating as far back to the 70's), bought from thrift stores, and even our own old clothes. The trunks are now filled with fun vests, big skirts, and just about anything that you
could imagine in a dress up box. Black dresses with fishnet arms, long white gloves, tops with way too many sequins, crazy hats, corsets (a proud purchase of mine that I spent a whole $10
|Mount Vesuvius from Naples.|
Of course I'm not going to start a new trend of wearing the white silk gloves that look like the ones Audrey Hepburn wore in Breakfast at Tiffany's, but if I piece things right and use my scissors wisely, I think I might find some new things to add to my wardrobe without having to spend any money. I've been talking quite a bit with my soon-to-be roommate Becca about things we both want to do in Halifax. She told me she loves vintage clothing, and that she'd love to dig through some vintage stores in the city. I'm so excited, because everyone knows that people who love vintage are effortlessly cool, and have a good eye for the fine things in life.
Tonight my sister is coming over to watch Erin Brockovich on the big screen upstairs, and then tomorrow we're taking off to the train station to spend the morning in Naples, and the afternoon in Pompei. We really want to take the train to Pompei, but in order to get there, we first have to stop in Naples. You know that saying, "All roads lead to Rome"? Not true. Because Pompei doesn't.