Palms in Carcavelos

A friend in Lisbon tells you that you can try one of the thousands surf schools in Carcavelos to have your first experience with surf. In the Atlantic Ocean. In January. One year after you just learnt how to swim. You think he’s joking.

I didn’t.

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Hoarding: Buried (under Vogue) Alive

2000s Marie Claire

Hi! My name is Vittoria and I’m a fashion magazine addict.

Yesterday I helped my cousin move out from her apartment. We were looking for stuff to keep and stuff to throw away. I heard her saying to my mother “Well, look here: late 90s Vogue, Elle, Marie Cla..”

She couldn’t finish the sentence because I literally ran her over to grab all I could grab. Read More →



Palms. Palms everywhere.

Belém (very weird name because it’s pronunced almost like an Italian bad word) is a freguesia – new word I discovered for a little administrative district – near Lisbon, which is very famous for the lovely tower, the Jerónimos Monastery and the very weird 25th of April bridge that is a Golden Gate look-alike, from where you can see the Cristo Rei, which is a Cristo Redentor look-alike. Very weird.

Here we discovered that the Beheaded has quite a fear of ducks. Read More →



Tiles 9

Azulejos are the little tiles that cover up Lisbon’s buildings. Read More →



Praça da Figueira.

I’m writing now that I’m at home, my hair is still salty from a dip in the Atlantic, and my room looks like a bomb of clothes, film rolls, cameras, maps and azulejos just exploded. I’m back from four days in Lisbon, Portugal, which I wish were a bit longer since it was a really fun trip full of laughter, chit-chats, fights, new experiences and cool places. Read More →


Shhh.. it’s oh so quiet

Today is a lovely day: it’s snowing outside, the house is warm, I don’t have to go out, everything is silent, white and bright, and the only noise is the quiet and tranquil one of the washing machine.

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Read More →


A beautiful place

Love love love, St. Francis in Assisi.

My birthday is November the 13th, my boyfriend’s the 15th. So my parents this year decided to make just one gift for both of us and they booked us a trip to Umbria, a region in Italy that I had never been to before, but I do believe now is one of the most beautiful of the country.

It took us 3 hours to go, which wouldn’t be that bad, if I haven’t been in the bathroom the whole night before with the most pyrotechnical bellyache ever. Read More →



Today, a super super super cute gecko was crawling on the top of a wall in my boyfriend grandma’s home. She was traumatized when she saw him (the gecko, not my boyfriend), and she wanted to sweep him away with a broom, but we took him and named him and after snapping a quick photo we released him into the wild (read: terrace). I tried to pet him, but I’m afraid I have the same gentle touch of one of those babies you see on Youtube that try to stroke a dog and end up sticking a finger in its eye instead; so when I tried to pet the little guy I think I unintentionally tapped his head. Still, I tried to gently hold him in my hand and I somehow managed not to hurt him; he was the cutest thing. We called him Saurino. He jumped and happily ran away.

Cute Saurino is cuteCute Saurino is cuter.


The loss

005 piccolo

I’ve been absent for a long time but I’ve been working a lot, in and out of uni, and I’ve been taking pictures. It was my first serious try with film camera, and this photoshoot is the result of digital + film photography. A giant thank you goes to my gorgeous model and friend Laura and to the great make-up artist Milena, who patiently tolerated my rants along the way. And to my boyfriend’s grandmother, who helped me (read: made most of the job) sew the beautiful gown you can see in some of the pictures.

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What I’ve been up to.. again!

Internet has been non existent in my house in the past few weeks because my parents decided to change telephone operator, therefore we changed modem.. and now I don’t have ADSL in my room. Bummer. And the weather is already going cold again, we basically had no summer this year (and if you think I was complaining now, just wait for the actual winter!).

My hand, a book, ripped jeans and a blanket. The only way to spend a cold afternoon without internet.

But hey, thanks to the fact that I’m not able to stay in front of a laptop for hours, I managed to actually regain connection with my more intellectual, artistic, and sometimes bored self. I’ve been planning photoshoots. And trips to Rome with a friend. Actually, the beheaded one. And I busted turtles having sex.

Yup. Read More →