Bella Roma

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Pictures by Christian Samuelson

Io Sono Europea

I have a confession to make…

I am a European. There you go, I said it, I am a European and it is truly awesome.

People can disagree with this statement for many number of reasons, all of them valid in their own right, but I love it here.
Living in Europe rocks! Many things make Europe remarkable, one of them obviously being its endless diversity, from one nation to another, from one language to the next, its culture and variety seems to be relentless.
And even though its diversity is truly remarkable, what really gets to me every time with this chunk of the world is its History.
Yes, History with a capital H.

Rarely, on this planet, are you so lucky to jump on a plane in the morning and, a few short hours later, find yourself taking pictures in an arena where many have set their feet before you. And by many I mean gladiators, lions and tigers that over 2000 years ago were sent to fight in the mighty Colosseum. To set foot in that same place and still be able to picture a fraction of what it might have been like, if that isn’t History, then I don’t know what is.
That is the beauty of Europe, being able to embrace fascinating History and sights, many centuries old, just a hop and a skip away.

These pictures are from one of those many opportunities I have had, as a European, to hop over to magnificent Rome and get lost in the tales and secrets of the Italian capital.
This was right at the start of Autumn and I felt like embracing those earthy colours head on, with my fabulous new H&M purchases, an oversized blazer and a cute dark camel camisole. My favourite pair of ripped jeans also made an appearance, as my travel jeans of choice, so roomy and perfectly ventilated.

In true historic fashion, this post is also my last post with long hair. The last photographic proof of my long locks, as a week later, in true gladiator fashion, I braved the daunting blades of the hairdresser and got my first proper chop in over 20 years…

Posts with my new “do” to come shortly.

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Down South

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Pictures by Max Rosemin and Ana Rosemin

Saida and Tyre

During our last full day in Lebanon, we decided to take a little trip down south for the day.
One thing you don’t realise until you land in the country, is how small and perfectly sized it is. From North to South, you only have a little over 200kms of land to cover, so it is definitely a perfect country to discover and road trip around while still lodging in the one place.

When you drive south from Beirut, you head towards the towns of Saida and Tyre both of them with their own little charm. When we were down there, we checked out the Hippodrome in Tyre. This is truly a little gem when it comes to Roman ruins, beautifully preserved and without a tourist in sight, it really gives Rome a run for its money.

In such a grand and unique setting, I chose to wear one of my favourite shift dresses of all time, a cute light pink number. The fantastic print takes me right back to spring and brighter days, more than enough to put a big fat grin on my face and make me dream of sunny pastures.

DRESS – H&M – some very cool shift dresses here, here and here; SHOES – Hakei; SUNGLASSES – Carolina Herrera

No Clothes, Just Travel

 

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Pictures by Ana Rosemin

To live like a king

While going through my Lebanon pictures I realised there were little-to-no pictures of me on my camera. One of the main reasons being, there was so much to see and take in, that most days it was hard to drag me away from behind the lens.

An example of such a day, was during our trip to Beiteddine and its magnificent palace. We drove up to the Chouf region in the mountains and went to visit the opulent emir residence straight away. Now turned into a tourist attraction and festival venue, when built, the emir apparently cut the architect’s hands off, so that his palace would stay one of a kind. Although I, in no way, condone such barbaric behaviour, I can however understand Bashir Shihab II having such a strong attachment to his “humble” new home. The palace is stunning and strings room upon room of exotic rugs, colourful glass, gold and timeless mosaics, while being surrounded by beautiful fountains and roses. Beiteddine is truly a sight to be seen, and as my sister cleverly put it, its like the Alhambra in Spain, minus the tourists.

Doing a true 180, after being royals for a couple of hours, we decided to have lunch off the beaten track, and ended up in a family run side road café, where we were welcome with open arms. There, up in the mountains, we ate a table full of delicious manakeesh that were made fresh on the spot for us … true culinary heaven.

If you ever travel to Lebanon, I do recommend visiting the Chouf region, it is truly magical and not only is the Palace a marvel to the eyes, but also the cute little town of Beiteddine has its own wonders to offer.

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