Prosecco, pizza and pasta.
On any given day in Italy I’m consuming at least one out of the three main Italian food groups, most of the time all three. Like most Angelenos, carbohydrates are rarely part of my diet, and god forbid I have a loaf of bread in my house. But as soon as the plane touches down in the land of pizza pie, I’m gnawing down gnocchi with a side of focaccia. And vino….vino, vino, vino, vino. It’s 9 am right now in Los Angeles and just merely typing this I could easily be coerced out of my cozy air conditioned room to go for a veggie pizza and a bottle of primitivo. It’s been only one week home from tour in Europe and I’m already thinking about how I need to find my way back. Until then I’ll be dreaming of my next Italian meal in my Jennafer Grace kimono, Ouroboros Designs jewels and Yoga Outlet romper.
“When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet,
You’re in love.”
Photography by Ashley Marie Myers