Travel

A Little Haul from Venice

My boyfriend and I recently went to Venice for a couple of days to spend our 6th anniversary there. β™₯ Despite being a gorgeous city, it doesn't have much to offer in terms of shopping; most of shops either sell the same old touristy things, or are high end fashion brands. However, we stumbled upon a couple of amazing stationery shops, and of course I had to buy something, didn't I?

Unfortunately they wouldn't allow pictures inside, so I just snapped some of the window display to show you how luxurious everything looked! (and how was priced accordingly too, *sob*).

Albeit I would have bought one thing of everything, I just went for a couple of goodies, as like I said, everything was incredibly expensive. For instance, a pack of 8 cards with envelope was €32, and as much as they are high quality and more unique than ordinary cards, I couldn't bring myself to spend that much on them. I still managed to spend a small fortune, but at least for about the same amount of money I got 4 things instead of one. Here's what I picked up:

I bought a stationery set (10 sheets + envelopes), a teal wax stick for a monogram seal I already had, a cute wooden stamp, and some sticker wax seals.

If you're interested, the shop is called "Il Papiro" and they have stores in London, New York, Palm Beach, and Melbourne as well! (Just FYI, it is not the same shop I took pictures of).

Do you ever splurge on high quality, and/or more unique stationery?

Ζ’. x

One year ago, today

One year ago today, my boyfriend and I were in Brighton, and I left a piece of my heart there.

I've been really lucky to travel quite a lot around Europe with my family when I was younger, but never in my life a city had made me feel the way I felt when I visited Brighton for the first time. Not Paris, not even London or Prague, as much as I love all of them.

I don't know what was it, that made me fell hard for it. Maybe the pebble beach, the promenade, maybe the Lanes, the seagulls squawking, or maybe the smell of doughnuts on the pier. Maybe it was the fog and the wind, the fudge, the arcade or the Pavilion. It was love at first sight, as soon as the train stopped and I stepped foot in the busy station. Maybe it was the salty air, or maybe it was all of it.

Anyway, here's a few shots from our trip that I felt like sharing today. I hope you won't mind the slight drift from my usual content.

Oh, and one year ago today, I was turning 23. And yes, yes: this is a pseudo-cryptic way of telling you that today it's my birthday. Twenty-four feels weird already.

Ζ’. β™₯