I came back from Rome on Sunday, and I really had a good time. I bought so many clothes, so many accessories, but I'm always missing Milan. Rome is a fabulous city, but it's too crowded and messy: if you walk on a street, you will just see only tourists and not people who actually live in Rome, and I hate it! Milan is a big city aswell, but (luckily) there are not so many tourists and the people there is just real. By watching people in the streets, in the bars, in the shops, you can clearly see their style, their attitude, their life.
Milan = life.
Milan = California Bakery. Hahaha, I can't help it: I'm italian and I love to eat. Those delicious pancakes are in my dreams every day.
But since right now I'm too busy with school and I can't make a visit to my beloved north, I've had a muffin and a cappuccino at Plutonic Bakery. Yeah, that's right! They have the greatest muffins I've ever tasted. Plutonic muffins taste like normal muffins but they're purple because of a complex (and weird) chemical process that has to do with gravity and oxygen. Maybe they're even better than terrestrial muffins. They're just perfect.
sweet plutonic kisses,
Girlonthemoon
