This is a style blog not a travel blog. So you won’t be expecting beautiful shots of the cultural and historic sites Rome is known for will you. Good, because there aren’t any.
On my first visit to Rome, twenty years ago, I was so busy doing the tourist thing that I didn’t go near the shops. Wandering around the Colosseum, admiring the incredible architecture from every street corner, and gazing at renaissance paintings took priority over something as mundane as shopping. Not so on this trip when I dedicated a whole day to the cause.
First stop – Massimo Dutti. Not just any old Massimo Dutti but their biggest store in Europe.
And despite it being 33 degrees outside it was full of beautiful coats like these. I loved the black one in the centre but just looking at it made me break out in a sweat!
As luck would have it, the smartest Zara I’ve ever seen was right next door. Retail heaven across four beautiful floors.
With the aircon blasting I braved the changing rooms with an armful of items. Almost convinced myself that I would wear a red slip dress – but in my heart I knew I wouldn’t. Tempted by the checked dress but even though Autumn may be just around the corner I wasn’t quite ready to commit.
And on I went along the Via del Corso until I took refuge in Rinascente – a department store packed with designer names where I drank green tea and watched the world go by on the escalators.
But amongst the designer names, flagship stores and global brands it was a joy to come across a truly Italian experience in the Piazza di Spagna – Sermoneta Gloves. I bought gloves in their Venice store years ago and wore them until they dropped to pieces. It may have been too soon for a winter coat but what could fit more easily into my suitcase than a pair of gloves! Exuding old school charm, the lady behind the counter took one look at my hands and declared them to be a size 7. She was right – they fitted like a dream.