Ok today I was walking around campus, and this big tour group of middle-aged Italian men were walking around. I literally almost died, because middle-aged Italian men are like… my great weakness— they smell like the best cologne and they all wear well tailored suits. And I just walked past them all confident and sexy-collegiate like but then inside I was like…. OMgOMGLasdgmsdbsafvlfmvavfaklfmeanvkfmca FOREIGNERS WHO ARE MORE ARE MORE THAN TWICE MY AGE!!! dieinggggg
“Here we go… what a beautiful photograph it will be.
Do you know you are extraordinary?”
La Fortuna di essere donna (Lucky to Be a Woman) | dir. Alessandro Blasetti, 1955
My tumblr should just be solely dedicated to Marcello…thats it….everyone can now unfriend me, this is going to go downhill fast. LOLALAWLWL