Fitting 4 months of my most "European-esque, trendy, make me look skinny and fabulous" clothes is a task I have been dreading for months. Notifying my credit card companies and AT&T of my travels, learning how to "smeyes" (smiling with your eyes as Tyra Banks coined it) for my passport picture, or even making sure I have all the correct paperwork to even enter the wonderful country of Italy (or Italia as my Italian alter ego will refer to it from now on) have given me the headaches that I suffer day in and day out when I even begin to think about packing. Yes, I haven't even begin to try.
Wish me luck!
Ciao, for now,
M
Ciao, for now,
M
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