Today, at the monthly antiques market here in Genova, I met the most marvelous man and he sold me this 'most divine thing'.
I wasn't shopping. I was actually accompanying Outi as she shopped however ... this happened. This beautiful shawl that I couldn't resist and believe me, I can resist most things, but this hit me in my girly soul.
I wasn't bartering, I really didn't have the money. Unfortunately most people assume I'm bargaining. It used to happen in Istanbul too. The lovely bloke selling this dropped to a price that was simply superb and so yes, I'm walking to catch my plane in Milan on Tuesday ...
But no, really, the Belgian bloke is bailing me out. Thankfully. I broke into a sweat confessing. I love this shawl that much though ... and I'm not sure I captured it here as it's silky and heavy and completely luxurious. But anyway, you get an idea.