In choosing to go to Italy, I feel that I’ve decided to change one huge part of my daily life: what I wear. (forget about the language I speak, the food I eat, or the ways in which I communicate – while they are definitely changes, they’re not nearly as important. 😉 )

Anyone who knows me personally can attest to the fact that I very rarely wear skirts. In fact, before three days ago, I only owned three of them, along with a handful of dresses. Most of the time these girly articles of clothing sit in my closet and gather dust, waiting for the moment I decide, almost reluctantly, to pull them out, try them on, see that they fit and that I really don’t look  as foolish as I think I do wearing such feminine clothing, and decide to wear them for the next few hours, until I get tired it and then hurriedly go to change.

And it’s not that I don’t like wearing dresses or skirts, because, to be quite honest, they actually make me feel rather beautiful. I like having my feminine side show, even though most of the time it seems slightly hidden underneath the engineering and practical sides of me. And wearing dresses and skirts always makes me feel so fancy!

So, yes, back to Italy. I remember hearing or reading somewhere that women primarily wear – you guessed it – skirts. Which for me takes away almost everything I own and says, “Go find something new to wear now! Say goodbye to the pants – you’ll have to match your shirts to skirts for the next seven weeks!” And because my wardrobe was lacking in the skirt department, it was time to make some purchases.

So I went shopping with a few of my friends and came back with this:

Skirts. Lots of them. I am now the proud owner of eight skirts as well as a new dress (and other older dresses that are still lovely that I can wear). And you know what? I’m quite excited about it. I’ve never worn skirts on a daily basis, and I think it will be really good for me. With my skirts on my bed like this I matched tops to them and saw that they’re really not going to be that hard to wear after all. It’s just going to be different.

Next up: working on applying make-up to myself. That’s something I don’t have any practice in doing whatsoever… it’s going to be quite the adventure.

Eleven days til departure. I still can’t believe it’s happening 🙂


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