… Celebrate!

In a few short weeks I will be boarding a plane for Italy. I feel like breaking out in applause from writing that sentence. It truly is extremely exciting for me.

My mind is running wild.

Sipping red wine, dangling my feet in the pool at sunset, sneaking kisses in a market square in Florence, squishing grapes between my toes, slurping spaghetti… you get the point.

But one very reoccurent theme is what my holiday wardrobe will consist of.

Since this recessionista can only really keep those fantasies just that… fantasies. I’ve decided to indulge myself (and yourself) with a few movie moments and construct my own fantastical italiano wardrobe.

Feel free to yay or nay any of my choices. I love a good fashion debate.

Day One: The Arrival

What to wear on the plane?

Ah, it can be quite the decision. Since my flight is taking off from London and landing in Pisa, I don’t have to be too concerned with comfort. I’m not in it for the long-haul.

My choice, Natalie Portman in Hotel Chevalier: effortless chic, full-on sex. Bounjiorno!

Day Two: Sightseeing

I want to blend in with the locals and not look too much like a tourist. Since I’ve been working on my Italian accent, I simply must have an authentic outfit to match.

This time, I’ll take a cue from the lovely Gwyneth in The Talented Mr. Ripley:

Day Three: Fancy dinner on the town

Hmmm, packing problems. Lack of suitcase space means full-on floofy frocks had to go.

Luckily Keira let me borrow her Atonement dress!

Day Four: Picnic in the Park

This calls for something easy and breezy. I’ve got just the ticket. Penolope Cruz in Vicky Cristina Barcelona.

Loose white tank dress, cool hat, hot man. Done and done.

Day Five: Resting in the Villa

Sunning oneself can be ever so exhausting. I think I’ll make like Audrey Tautou/Coco Chanel and take a quick cat nap here on the sofa:

Day Five: Arrivederci!

Time to go already? Time does fly when you’re being fashionable.

I shall bid my fond farewell. Pack up my bags. Hurry, we’ll miss the plane!

Good thing I was organized and had enough time to throw on my little white gloves like Kate did in Revolutionary Road:

Ta da!

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