A couple of fridays ago, on the Earth, I woke up, opened the window and saw the trees, the cars and everything covered by white and soft snow. You say, oh well, nothing special about this. Oh yes it is, dammit! I live in southern Italy and it never snows here, or if it does, snow would never lay down. Instead, last week, we had three-four days of snow and school's been closed for 7 days! So I felt like being in Milan, like two years ago, when I was walking round the streets, under the snow, feeling invincible with my beloved white jacket, my fur bag and my favourite hat. Me and my friend didn't eshitate to go to the park and take pictures with my analogic camera! I still can't believe it happened!
Don't you love snow too? I think without it, winter makes absolutely no sense. It's like summer without sea. Plus it sort of looks like the Moon. Reminds me home!
*taking pictures without my jacket on: feel like a fucking fashion blogger*
kisses <3
Girlonthemoon
