How to Dress Like an Italian | Rick’s Rome

So upon further reflection, perhaps this post should have been entitled, “how not to dress like an Italian.”  On this specific topic, I am most certainly an expert.

Una bella figura

It was 2008, during my fourth trip to Italy, and I was sitting at a pub in Bologna with an Italian friend.  We were ready for some more drinks, so I offered to go get them from the bar.  I popped out of my seat and walked confidently up to the bartender, anxious to try out the three or four phrases of Italian that I had memorized for precisely such occasions.  Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak, he asked me in English, “What can I get for you?”

I was taken aback, my whole script thrown out of sequence in the blink of an eye.  I tried to quickly recover, to mentally fast forward to my next line, but I was too flustered.  Instead I hung my head and uttered meekly, “Two beers, please.”

Damn it! I really wanted to try out my Italian.  I shuffled back towards my friend, dejected, carrying the two sweaty bottles of Peroni.

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