From the golden light of Firenze to the cascading cliffs of Positano and the quiet romance of Ravello — this is Italy as I experienced it. I’m utterly enamoured. Since returning, I’ve been drifting in and out of night dreams where I’m once again walking those cobbled streets, heart full and senses wide open. I’ve been beautifully ruined — by the history, the beauty, the gelato, the Caprese salads (because truly, what magic lives inside an Italian tomato?). My husband and I seized the beautiful excuse of one of our best humans getting married to fold in an early celebration of our own — our 20th wedding anniversary.
