From Rome to Venice and ringing in the New Year in Florence’s bustling square, our Italian holiday was pure magic—with a few unforgettable twists. We streamed the Oregon Ducks game from afar, attempted a traditional Italian Christmas dinner (mistaking chicken for fish and yeast for butter
), and climbed what felt like endless steep village streets. Cortona wrapped us in incredible food, warm-hearted people, and everyday elegance—where even a simple stroll looks runway-ready. It reminded me why I love Italy so deeply: beauty, laughter, connection, and timeless style at every turn.






