Hello, and welcome! Thank you for coming over to my corner of the blogosphere.
My name is Elisa. I’m Italian, I was born in Sardinia, where I lived a lovely but somewhat sheltered life. And much to everyone’s hilarity, I had a dream of living an entirely different kind of life, one where I met people from other places and other cultures, and learned foreign languages.
At the time, in my little-girl’s mind, that dream had a simpler shape: becoming a translator and moving to Los Angeles. That’s pretty much a fairy tale to someone born in a small island in the middle of the Mediterranean, so people had a tendency to chuckle when I shared my dream. Jerks. Of course, being me, people’s skepticism only made me more determined, as in “damn if I’m not going to do it now just so they can eat their words” and so at the age of 17 I moved to Milan, and then one year later to Los Angeles, where – that’s right, naysayers – I became a translator.
There I also met my husband, and that’s where I stayed for 3 1/2 years. After that, our job took us to Copenhagen, Denmark. Short-lived adventure: 6 months later we moved to Switzerland, where my husband is from.One good thing that happened there was the birth of our two daughters. As for the rest… not so much.
If I had started a blog then, there would have been a serious lack of upbeat posts – dare I say, there may have been a few posts that consisted exclusively of swearing – because after spending the first few months in Zurich, I was seduced by the beauty of the Swiss countryside and made the (very, very bad) decision to move to said countryside for 5 years. If you don’t know me, let’s just say that “I’m not a country person” is a major understatement. After 5 years of farmland misery we finally moved back to Zurich, and just when Switzerland was starting to feel like a slightly better fit, we moved again. To New York this time. And that, my friends, is where I recovered the “me” that had been battered into oblivion by conservatism and “Judgy McJudgerson” syndrome, and started having fun again.
I also started this blog, which was basically the “I’m the Anti-Martha” kind of thing. It later evolved into something else, like my passion for fashion, and more focus on expat life, when despite my protests we had to move back to Zurich, Switzerland. Alas, a challenge: can I keep busy and survive far away from New York without going crazy? Will the beautiful lake, the parks, the chocolate, the mountains, the cheese dishes and fabulous bakeries be enough? Or will I find some hidden treasures? I’m ready Zurich – bring it on.
As for you… glad you are still there and and still reading! I hope you enjoy my blog. If you do, feel free to drop me a comment or an e-mail!
And remember: wherever you live, whatever you do… don’t let the bastards get you down! And also, no white socks with black shoes, ok?