Il blog di Anna da Re
Mi piacciono tantissimo i pantaloni larghi. Larghi larghi. Come questi che mi ha regalato mia sorella l’anno scorso, quando stavamo sbrindolando a Morbegno e siamo capitate nel negozio di @laboragioielli, capitate non è neppure il termine giusto, io il negozio l’avevo adocchiato in una gita estiva perché aveva degli orecchini molto carini. Poi ho scoperto... Continue Reading →
Lo so che noi sportivi magnifichiamo sempre gli effetti dello sport, e poi arrivati a una certa età cominciamo a avere degli acciacchi, e i non sportivi ci dicono ecco vedi non è vero che lo sport fa bene... Ma nessuno ha mai convinto uno sportivo a smettere prospettandogli gli acciacchi prossimi futuri, così come... Continue Reading →
Maybe it is not serendipity. Maybe it is resilience. Maybe it's just than when you have to do something, you do it. I am glad to go away for the weekend and not to have to stay too long among those boxes, which are so heavy it's even difficult to move them around the... Continue Reading →
Here we are. Going toward the shortest day of the year. Not liking it. When I took my usual #selfieinthekitchen it was around 8 and it felt dark and sad. Now I am immersed in a thick fog that eventually will raise so that we will have a few hours of sun. This is winter.... Continue Reading →
This is going to be a long story. Not this post, the house hunting story. I thought it would have been easier. But let's not complain and remember all we have to be grateful for. Thanksgiving shouldn't be a day a year, don't you think? Anyway I took my #selfieinthekitchen before leaving. It is a... Continue Reading →
In un giorno normale, pensando al significato del Thanksgiving e a tutte le cose di cui possiamo e dobbiamo essere grati
Due to some work changes, I have decided to post first thing in the morning instead that at lunch time. As a routine, I take the #selfieinthekitchen before going out, and then I have some time on the train: why don't use this time to post? I also like to write my posts from the... Continue Reading →
Something warm for a cold day. Something black, but not close to the face. And some comments on the exhibition "Il nuovo vocabolario della moda"
This is what is called the "thinking hat": what could be best to give a lesson? Of course I had to put the thinking hat on before going to give the lesson; the correct sequence of action is that you think before speaking, isn't it? So I am on my way to the Digital School... Continue Reading →
I know you know this outfit. It is my yesterday's outfit, in a yesterday's picture taken by the colleague/friend Annarita Briganti without my knowlege. Isn't it interesting? I am attending the #DonnaModernaTalk event, and I am using this picture because I want to tell you about it. Everything started with a poll: why in Italy... Continue Reading →
Chic After Fifty 