Naples hosted its first International Film Festival.
I was sitting in Books-A-Million at Mercato
last Thursday when a a group of tall and
exceptionally handsome Italian men walked
into the café for coffees.
The third thing I noticed about them were
their shoes: shiny, black and barely out of
Reptile Junction Shoe Emporium.
The well-dressed men slithered past me,
slim and model-like--no bulging gym muscles
creeping out from their designer shirts.
The air smelled wonderfully fragrant.
I haven’t smelled anything that knee-melting
and sweat-inducing in a long time.
One gorgeous man looked over at me and smiled
broadly, his teeth sparkling snow-blinding white.
Wouldn’t it be cool if they were producers or
directors and wanted me in a film I daydreamed,
missing the sip of my tea, and dribbling tea droplets
down my Marshall’s top.
I dabbed and snapped back to reality as the group
of men flowed past me one more time, speaking
Italian. Snow White smiled, and I smiled back,
flashing my Crest Whitestrips teeth.
Tom picked me up a few minutes later.
As I slid into the car, a salty-sweat scent filled my nose.
That’s my guy…
I know what I’m getting Tom: one of those
scented tree hangers for the car.
I wonder if they come in Calvin or Ralph Lauren scents?
Ahhh.
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What a great story and I remember last year working the registration desk at a Plastic Surgeons Convention in San Diego. As soon as the Italians arrived, my nose was in heaven. I even asked the ladies what perfume they wore. She told me the name and I had to buy it. Here in the U.S. it doesn't have the same fragrance as in Europe. Apparently they put more alcohol and less fragrance in their perfumes here and that's because it makes it cheaper to produce. Now I get my Danish friend to mail me perfume from Europe.
The fact that they noticed and smiled speaks volumes. You must have been pretty dolled up yourself!
The fact that they noticed and smiled speaks volumes. You must have been pretty dolled up yourself!
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