August 20, 2022
Simplicity ✨
I always come back to these tiny little perfect moments in Italy. The small things that catch my eye and take my breath away, even just for a second. Nostalgia for a moment in time that I never even lived. Italy in the 70s, the 80s, even the 90s.
The vintage motorino, the color of the building, the shutters, the striped tende, the plastic furniture, the cactus, the prickly pear, it’s all so— perfect. It smells like fried fish and tomatoes bubbling on a stovetop and sunscreen and cigarettes and salt water. I haven’t heard a single person speak English.
I’ve romanticized the hell out of this country for a long time and this summer is no different.
This summer has been gorgeous and expansive. This summer has been one of simple joys and simple pleasures and finding beauty in the simple things.
I’ve been on vacation, like, a lot. I feel really lucky. I’ve also worked, a lot— I feel lucky for that too.
Five years ago, to the day, I was on this beautiful island and my life changed forever. Not an exaggeration, and also not something I feel moved to share with IG, at least not now.
What I will say—It’s been a wild ride and I wouldn’t have it any other way and I’m so exceptionally grateful. If I could talk to Rachel five years ago, I’d grab her, I’d squeeze her super tight and I’d show her this exact photo and tell her that 5 years later everything would be (way more than) okay.
It always, always is.