They say you’ve never owned a real car until you’ve owned an Alfa.
And I’m definitely a car girl… so an Alfa is on my list …not too far down either.
Pretty sunny days and smooth and winding roads, with the top down, and the essence of sea air breezing through and teasing my hair. That smoothe Italian steel cannot be faked, the smell drives me crazy as we melt into the leather.
I felt like Sophia with James by my side, transformed back to the 50’s of Sunday Hollywood Glamour, little white gloves, cherry red lips and pretty summertime dresses.
God I love days like this… and I miss days like this.
I've put this requirement down as "work", so now that I'm back in the office - I will reminisce over the pics.
