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Things I learned on the trip:
3) Fashion
Fashion in Rome is weird. There is something uncanny about the city itself.
You know how totally moronic and ugly Capri pants look? They don't, in Rome. I don't get it. I mean, I was looking at someone walking down the street, looking good, and I noticed that she looked good, and that her clothes looked good, and I imagined her in Boston, and was shocked to realize that she would have looked awful back home. Same outfit, same person, but, in a different city, a totally opposite effect.
So Lis and I started watching more carefully, and we noticed that ALL the outfits we saw looked good in Rome, and we mentally transported them to different cities.
A few of them would have looked good in Florida. A different set of them -- almost no overlap between that set and the first set -- would have worked in New York.
None of them would have worked in Boston. And the only difference was setting.
Noticing this fact saved Lis from buying a couple outfits that would have looked adorable in Rome, but, once we got them home, would have gotten us wondering what the hell we were smoking.
Fashion in Rome is weird. There is something uncanny about the city itself.
You know how totally moronic and ugly Capri pants look? They don't, in Rome. I don't get it. I mean, I was looking at someone walking down the street, looking good, and I noticed that she looked good, and that her clothes looked good, and I imagined her in Boston, and was shocked to realize that she would have looked awful back home. Same outfit, same person, but, in a different city, a totally opposite effect.
So Lis and I started watching more carefully, and we noticed that ALL the outfits we saw looked good in Rome, and we mentally transported them to different cities.
A few of them would have looked good in Florida. A different set of them -- almost no overlap between that set and the first set -- would have worked in New York.
None of them would have worked in Boston. And the only difference was setting.
Noticing this fact saved Lis from buying a couple outfits that would have looked adorable in Rome, but, once we got them home, would have gotten us wondering what the hell we were smoking.
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