Our "Cock-a-doodle-doo" is "ChicchirichÃ."
"Ribit Ribit" is "Cra Cra."
"Woof Woof" becomes "Bau Bau."
But Old McDonald can rest assured, there's still one sound that's universally recognized.
"Moo Moo."
And in Italy, "Moo Moos" are MUCH more than a cattle call. They are the statement of all fashion statements. Those bold, floral dresses in dozens of patterns but usually only one size: LARGE.
The Mumuu is becoming more and more appealing to me, ever since I entered into my second quarter of life. It take the guess work out of fashion. It's versatile and airy. It can go from the farm to the market to a Sunday luncheon with ease. No one blinks an eye.
My nonna shares my love for the Mumuu. Here she is donning her brand new blue and pink number.
And this is one of my favorite Mumuu from the bus in Ischia. Of course, Mumuu should be accessorized appropriately: a scrunchie, and slip-on clogs (with socks).
Email me any worthy Mumuu you come across. They just may end up as my "Mumuu of the Month."
2 comments:
Courtney,
I stumbled on your blog some many months ago via an afternoon session of myspace / facebook / linkedin browsing of former classmates. We graduated college together, although only knew eachother through smiles on Southwest flights back and forth for Thanksgiving and Easter.
I just wanted to take a second to tell you how refreshing and uplifting your Abroad'r View is. It's the type of experience that many dream of but don't have the opportunity to carryout.
I'm happy to say that I've been able to live some of it through you and your writing.
Thanks, and good luck.
To my fellow Loyola Alum...
Your note made my day. I write for personal joy and satisfaction but when I learn that someone else is taking something from my journey it just makes it all the more worthwhile.
Wishing you good luck in all of your pursuits and dreams. If you're ever thinking of living abroad I'd be glad to give you some tips!
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