The other day I was speaking to my mother, whom I have not seen since the 2006 mid-term elections. “I miss your face!” she said. In honor of Moon Landing Day (also her birthday; well, not her exact birthday, I mean, she was old enough to see it on TV… ssshhh, we don’t talk about that), pictures of some me during of my happiest times on this side of the pond, after the jump.
Talking on a cell phone in paradise, also known as Maratea.
Sassy at Circo Massimo, Rome. It was about 155 degrees that day, even at sunset.
Photographic evidence of the exact moment I became addicted to Venice.
A ridiculous, unflattering picture of me during a fantastic tea at Claridge’s in London.
Another ridiculous picture of me after waking up at dawn to go to Porta Portese.
I took this of myself while in the car. It was the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.
Today is not a good hair day, so this picture taken recently will have to do!