Posts Tagged: Italy
A group of Italian women strode into the bar. As they claimed a table in the corner, they commanded the attention of every male in the room, a pride of lionesses settling under a tree by a watering hole.
“Can you picture it? Just a couple of swells we’ll be, mincing along the Naviglio, attending flash soirees and –oh, come here a minute, will you?” he said, frowning. “A jauntier angle is called for.” He adjusted my hat so