Buona Pasqua!

Translation = Happy Easter!

Hey, everyone!  It's Caroline. Per Elizabeth's request, I took some pictures (or should I say, my mom took some pictures) of my Easter dress.  And I apologize for being absent this week when I had such grand plans... spring break has a way of making me completely unmotivated in regards to blogging.

I spent the morning getting all dressed up with my hair and makeup and my bright dress and pearls.... and then I walked outside and remembered "OH HEY!  I'm in Italy."

Because, you see, contrary to popular belief, Italians do not dress up.  They are so trendy that they just live in jeans and the darkest black clothes they can find.  I can not even begin to tell you how many funny looks I got today.  In fact, while waiting for the metro to go home, someone across the way took a picture of me.

Yeah.

But you know what?  I've gotten over caring about the fact that it matters so much to them.  If I can inject a little color into dingy Italian trendiness, that's just perfectly fine with me.  And I personally believe that church is an occasion to dress up, and so, I did.  (In fact, I think every day is an occasion to dress up, but that's for another conversation entirely...)

On to the pictures:

See?  The outfit isn't extreme at all.  And yet, I was a sore thumb all day.  This goes to show how shocking bright colors are to Italians.

Pink dress = Steinmart

Cardigan = Steinmart

Clutch Purse = Aldo

Sling-back heels = I can't remember for the life of me.

I just put my hair in a messy bun (not pictured) and curled the front pieces.  Growing out my bangs is certainly an awkward process.

I hope you all had a lovely Easter!

He is risen!