i'll have an old-fashioned please..

so i MAY have bought an old-fashioned pen yesterday.  yes, i do believe i'm the only person who would come to rome and buy a pen as a souvenier.  but hey, it's so beautiful!  and it comes with a red ink well to write with. whatever i love it.  i'm currently sitting in front of my window listening to the traffic below and practicing my cursive with my new pen (because you should really only write cursive with a pen like this).  granted my computer is also here, but i'm pretending like it's not.  

rome is so romantic.  it's true what they say.  and i don't mean i'm planning to run off and frolick through the streets with some italian stallion (which also, i haven't seen too many of.  and the ones i have seen are all in business suits and look really important so i shy away..).  this city is so ancient, it's streets are whispering of centuries past.  the cobblestone are worn but still holding strong, and every door, shutter, and fountain is adorned with some sort of filegre.  there is a pianist across the street who i listen to play over the muttled italian being spoken below on the street.  the air smells like bread and right now the crisp night air is wafting in my room.  if that doesn't make you feel romantic i don't know what does.

even the cappuccino have hearts!

so although i would like to whip up a victorian day dress and wander the street, i fear my fellow italians would not get it.  besides, my fantasy wouldn't be complete without everyone dressing the same as me.  anyway, i guess italy will do that to you. and although this has been lovely i suppose i shall leave you to go write my world famous novel of love and loss...and watch the stars. ;)