Tanya and her new husband Greg are settling down in Sicily for their first day on the dreamy Italian island. With steaming plates of pasta, enough champagne toMediterranean, and a gorgeous coast right at their fingertips, Greg asks Tanya what she wants to do on their first day together.
Not only does Tanya have a plan, she has a whole Italian fantasy lined up for them. Get this woman a job in travel planning. Clearly, she can string together an itinerary in no time, because at breakfast, Tanya runs through the whole shebang.“My fantasy day in Italy is: First, I want to look just like Monica Vitti,” she says. “Then, this man in a very slim-fitting suit, he comes over and he lights my cigarette. It tastes really good. Then, he takes me for a drive on his Vespa.
“Then, at sunset, we go down very close to the sea to one of those really romantic spots,” she continues. “We drink lots of aperitifos and we eat big plates of pasta with giant clams. We’re just really chic and happy. We’re beautiful.” Sold. The music twinkles in the background as Tanya suggests, tenderly, that they will be “chic and happy,” and also “beautiful.” How adorable. Forget the fact that “aperitifos” isn’t a word —this is fully a mood, heading into the new year.
No, it’s not summer, and no, most of us aren’t staying at a luxurious hotel off the coast of Sicily. But we need to turn Jennifer Coolidge’s Italian fantasy into a state of mind. Living in New York? Rent one of those Revel bikes and scooter around Little Italy with a man in a tight suit. He’ll offer you some American Spirits and take you to one of those Italian American joints on Mulberry Street—or, if you’re lucky, Olive Garden in Times Square.what she wants. Scratch the Italian fantasy.
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