This was incredible as always. First, because I was wondering when it was going to be OK to say that I love Alison Roman again without being flogged (Another topic for another time, but is it the nail polish? The coarse chop? The chili flakes??? I can’t stop watching!). The second reason is because I am so much of an uncool American that I wore one of those jaunty striped French sailor tops you see all over Pinterest to actual France and realized that I was dressed exactly like every waiter on the entire riviera. Fuck me running. Oh well. PS: Ines de la Fressange, amirite? Maybe in my next life…

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American immigrant in Italy with too many degrees in Psychology. I write about everything I’m afraid of. jillfranciswrites@gmail.com

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Jill Francis

Jill Francis

American immigrant in Italy with too many degrees in Psychology. I write about everything I’m afraid of. jillfranciswrites@gmail.com

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