Tuscany Thoughts: Red Wine, Olivia Pope, and a Vespa
If you had told me that one day I’d be married to a man I’m proud to call my best friend, sipping red wine in the Tuscan countryside, riding Vespas around scary mountainous roads, and eating pasta every night, I would not have thought that it was my life you were describing. And yet, as I write this, that’s exactly where I am. I’ve just sat down on the patio with a freshly brewed cappuccino, the sound of birds chirping is the only sound...