My dear readers!
I have just returned from cold, rainy, wet Milan- a beautiful land where the men wear gold chains, the women are voluptuous, the dogs solid. This isn’t France, my dears- it’s all pasta and pizza from here on out. And you can tell. These canines are Italian Stallions that you wouldn’t want to mess with. No bows- chains only. No sexy little get-ups; these babies would be tatted up, Harley-ridin’ tootsies, if they could. Case in point: This ball-swaggerin’ Bull looks as if he is saying, “HEY! You lookin’ at me??!” He is being confrontational, and I like that in a man.


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