so whatever, its been a while. i haven't been here in weeks because of the super-charged start to eurotrash summer 09: giulio+marco in the tdot, my sister's wedding and dropping 3500 at prada on bloor courtesy of mr. dg and the violet colored bills generously donated by "a'nonn". but the witty banter of my better half has certainly been better than anything i could have produced and indeed my skin creeped up in goosebumps when i read her entry on fall 09's terrifying heights. 19.07.09 is the date of our much-anticipated reunion and if the Lord is kind, we will both have finished our theses by then so that we can devote every inch of our brain power to creating delightful combinations of our summer pieces for bright days crusin' the medi and sultry nights in Positano. a propos: the newest (and most unexpected) addition to my summer mise is pictured (we don't particularly like Jessica Biel, but we do like that she is carrying our new bag). while I thought that I would be stuck using the same LV neverfull from last summer, this denim prada struck Giulio's fancy and we copped it, as they say. he was also sweet enough to throw in a pair of black patent and cork prada sandals, which by divine providence completed my summer wardrobe by crossing the conspicuous t that had been left by a slew of sweet dresses that needed a black-based platform to carry them. the Lord does work in mysterious ways. however, all this discussion of my much considered and much agonized over wardrobe is yet all hypothetical: I have been yet caged in the hills of Avellino banging out my thesis on Catullus' Latin translation and continuation of Apollonius' Argonautica in his 64th poem. The only milage my 66 outfits have seen (I counted them out. This number naturally excludes the outfits that will come of spontaneous inspiration at 11:30 PM when one's hair is salty, one's skin has the glorious patina of an italian summer and one's fashion sense is at its height) are fleeting moments before the full-length mirror in my room. the one exception is yesterday when I dipped my finger in the wine and went to Amalfi for a preseason cruise on Big Poppa. the sun was shining and my white VS romper was perfect as we strolled to pontile D where our girl is docked. the sum of the above is as follows: it is going to be a fabulous summer.