100% of the appeal of Milan for me is in their reputation in the fashion industry. I love the feeling of being in a city, and Milan took it up a million notches. Businessmen in well tailored (probably more expensive than my entire life) suits, women in gorgeous heels and coats, it made my heart flutter. Milan makes you feel like you’re somewhere important.
I can only hope that one day I’ll go back and be able to afford something from Gucci, or Versace. A girl can dream. For now I’ll settle for H&M or Bershka (where I bought a really cute pair of flare jeans our last day)
Our first day in Milan was also kind of a sad day, Matteo had to leave us. I don’t know about anyone else, but I grew to think of him as a friend. So when he left us it felt like saying goodbye to a friend not knowing when you’ll see them again. So that was a little grey cloud over the day. It also made me realize that one day (soon) I’ll have to leave Italy and all the amazing friends I’ve made.
I’ve come to notice that there’s a lot of astrology imagery in Italy. In Venice there was a giant clock that had all of the signs on it and in the Duomo there were tiles on the floor that had the signs on it. As someone who’s not so guilty pleasure is astrology, I think that’s really cool. I’ve gotten to know a lot of people on the trip just by talking about astrology. So seeing it all connect made me happy.
But I have an unpopular opinion about Milan, I kind of like the pigeons. I know, almost everyone in the world hates them and yes, the ones in Milan are a little crazy (one grazed my head), but I still like pigeons. I was a little jealous of all the people who held their arms out and pigeons landed on them. Not jealous enough to do it though because I was scared.
