A very female dilemma…

And what that might be, you may ask? Well, shoes obviously! (Nah, I’m totally not writing my thesis about gender roles and stereotypes, and this is ab-so-lutely not sarcastic!)

Let’s start at the beginning: On the day it snowed in Rome, I noted that my winter boots were giving in. After I went on what one might call a little Photo Safari of snowy Rome, my feet were soaked. “No worries”, I thought, “it’s the end of February, spring is basically around the corner. And after all, I still have my trusty Chelsea boots.” However, they turned out not to be too trustworthy either. On the next rainy day they gave up on me too.

My dilemma was thus composed by two factors:

A) I do not own waterproof shoes and rain-sun-rain season is still going on.

B) A holiday in Galicia is coming up.

If the point about Galicia is confusing you, let me tell you that it comprises the fact that Gonzo pointed out to me – on numerous occasions – that in Galicia it will rain – not sizzle, drizzle or sprinkle, but rain. Properly.

But never fear! I set out to fix my problem.
Last weekend I roamed the whole centre of Rome in search of some wintery shoes – without any success. The sales are long over and now the shelves are filled with sandals, high heels and the occasional fashion statement-boot with very intriguing yet frightfully unpractical cut-outs in the ankle and toe area. Obviously the few shoes I did find were in ridiculous sizes (such as 36 and 42) or of very typical Italian fashion – with lots of studs and rhinestone applications.

Eventually I got lucky in a cheap shoe outlet a bit further out, where I managed to find what seemed practical and comfortable shoes in my size without any useless and very disturbing fashion statements attached. (The bus ride there and back would make up for its own story though)


From now on, a wonderful pair of mint green trainers will accompany me on my adventures and will put an spring in my step. (Oh yes, and I got a pair of boots too.)

XX, Angie




The day Rome stood still

The forecast of arctic temperatures has been in the news for a few days now, but since yesterday evening there’s been a straightforward prediction of snow in Rome. Whereas everyone else seemed to freak out (including the mayor and my flatmate), I was really looking forward to it!

Today I woke up early and left house at 7:00 am in order to have a walk in the snow. It has been snowing all night and still kept on going; there were about 10 cm of snow to trudge through. Busses weren’t running of course, but the metro did. And who minds a bit of a delay anyway?

As uni was suspended for the day, I was free to explore the city. I chose the classic tourist route: Vatican, Castel Sant’ Angelo, Piazza Navona, Pantheon, Piazza Venezia, Colosseo – it was magical! St. Peter’s Square was covered in white and a bunch of young priests had a snowball fight. The snowflakes were big and heavy and I was actually struggling to take pictures. I walked on, past the Castle Sant’ Angelo and crossed the Tiber. The narrow streets near Piazza Navona were deserted and someone shouted “buon natale” from a window as I passed underneath. By the time I reached the Pantheon, I had to stop in a coffeeshop to dry my gloves and wipe my glasses; I was freezing, but I couldn’t go home yet – I wanted to see the Colosseo in the snow. By the time I got there it stopped snowing, but it wasn’t any less impressive. I circled it once, took pictures of strangers in the snow, had my picture taken and watched poorly equipped tourists getting that Insta-shot.


When I finally decided to take the metro home (my water-proof shoes turned out to be not as water-proof as I thought and I was getting really cold), lots of people started to emerge from the tube. It was about half past 10, the tourists started to swarm out to marvel at the frozen city, it kinda started to get crowded. So I happily got on the train back home, having done my bit of sightseeing for the day. Back home, I had a hot shower and a second breakfast.

Rome in the snow was absolutely stunning! I am happy I had a chance to see the city in the early hours, without too many people about. It looked so quiet and peaceful. But the funnies thing was to observe how people tired to cope with the snow. From sheer pleasure to absolute desperation – I’ve seen it all today. And much more. Here’s my ultimate Snow in Rome-Bingo Sheet:

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Yours happily, an Austrian girl.
XX, Angie

PS: a friend of mine just called me: apparently there’s people skiing at Circo Massimo!

Hej Jansjö!

Recently I’ve been telling myself two lies:

1: I don’t need a reading lamp.

2: I don’t need to go to Ikea.

Well, the first one is truly a blunt lie. I love to read before going to sleep – but I also love to turn off the ceiling lamp and enjoy the half-light of candles and fairy lights. So obviously I needed a bedside lamp.
Regarding lie number 2… it’s completely true. It didn’t have to be the Swedish amusement park (aka furniture outlet) but where would I have bought all the glasses, plates, plants, candles, cinnamon cookies and candy-coloured sponges I brought home along the lamp?


Also, there’s nothing quite like a cinnamon bun for merenda on a Sunday!

XX, Angie

Christmas is all around us

Hollaroh lovely people of the internet! It’s been a while! ^^

(Well, it might seem like I’ve posted more frequently, but that’s just because I intend to write up all the entries I’ve missed and backdate them. After all, they’re lovely memories and I don’t want them to go amiss. For the record, this is the first proper post since June. Everything in between has been entered later)

Anyhow. It’s Christmas! … Well, it’s almost Christmas! This Year I had a bit of a hard time getting into the Christmas spirit. Rome is just not a very Christmas-y city. I miss the proper cold and the snow. Also, I’ve had a bunch of group projects and presentations to do at uni and we wrote the last exam yesterday; so I’ve spent most days of December at my desk studying.

But since last Sunday, I’m ready! I got the last presents and I bought a bunch of pasta and Italian sweets to bing home and even though I still had to study, the scented candles and the cheesy Christmas songs kept me going.
I’m actually writing this blogpost in the library of my uni right now. I should get some reading done for my masters thesis, but it’s the last day of class today and I don’t feel much like it. ^^

I’m not gonna lie, this Advent was everything else than slow and peaceful, but it had it’s quiet moments. And while it seems to have passed in an instant, now I’m so looking forward to go home for Christmas, relax, charge my batteries, spend time with my family, see my friends, eat all the traditional food and most of all: cookies! 😀

That’s the current fairy light situation in my room. Needless to say I am more than pleased.

Happy holidays, merry everything and happy always,

XX, Angie

Astariomaria Cossileffi

Hey guys!

So… we’re working on this uni project right now which is all about applying our SEO skills. In other words: we’ve been split into project groups and had to create a blog from scratch. Once every group had a brand new, totally randomly titled blog (well, we might have had a bit of a strategy here…) our prof gave us the made up name of Astariomaria Cossileffi, which has absolutely zero results in the Google research.
The aim of the project is to fill our blog with content about this mystery man and get it ranked as high as possible in the search results of Google – within three weeks. On the 14th of December, our prof will type in the fantastic name into Google and the group of the top result will win extra points for the exam. Are you still following me? 😉

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So anyway, this is our blog: https://quelgiornoincui.wordpress.com if you’r interested in our blog, the life of Astariomaria Cossileffi or simply want to support our aim to win, have a look and perhaps share it on other channels.

As always,

XX, Angie

A weekend between sights and nostalgia


Do you know whats the perks of living in a fascinating European capital? People are very inclined to come visit! I’m not saying that my humble existence isn’t enough, but I’m sure it helps! 😉
Last weekend Anna and Irene came to visit and we were the perfect tourists! We had caffé and cornetti, gelato, pizza and arancini, walked all around the historic centre: from the Vatican to Piazza Navona, the Pantheon and Largo Argentina, documented everything and took selfies in front of the Colosseum and spent way too much for a plate of pasta in one of the touristic restaurants.

But we also talked a lot, discussed language and the feeling of home, travels and dialects, swayed in high school memories, cooked dinner at home and baked cookies together, set our to explore the city without a map and when it started to rain we ended up in a little board game café. Because after all the girls came “to visit you, not the city”. ❤

Thanks for your visit, it meant a lot to me ^^ Here’s to the kind of friendships that’ll last forever!

XX, Zopfi

A weekend with a film festival, a birthday and lots of tea

I was really sad when Gonzo left at the beginning of the month, as I actually thought I wouldn’t see him until December. (We usually manage to see each other every two months – as in: he manages to come visit me every other month.)
But then an invitation to a short film festival, to be precise The One Shot Film Festival, appeared in Mister Cotelo’s inbox: there were two tickets reserved for him and a “plus one” to attend the final screening in London, for which his film Mamma had been selected. Exciting news!

In the spur of the moment, Gonzo asked for holidays again (just after getting back from a three weeks leave) and we booked our flights to London! Most excitingly, the screening fell on the same weekend as my birthday – which meant a birthday with Gonzo, all our friends and lots of tea in our beloved capital of the UK!
I felt very fancy, telling my friends in Rome that I’d be going to London in order to attend the screening of a film I produced in an official festival. I have to admit that I didn’t let an occasion pass to bring it up. Sorry, if I was annoying!

When I arrived in London, Gonzo was already there. We spent the weekend catching up with our friends and the city. (how can so much change in such short time?) I haven’t been to London in almost a year, but as soon as i set foot in the tube, something clicked and all the habits came back.

The festival was really tiny, and we din’t win a price in the end, but it was a lovely excuse to dress fancy and celebrate my birthday! On Saturday, my actual birthday, I woke up to lots of text messages. We had a slow morning and got up late, had fancy London brunch (avocado and eggs Benedict on rye bread – how much London-ier can it get??) and coffee with Andrea. Later we strolled down Oxford street and looked at all the shop windows. For dinner we met up with Isi and Isa and had Hamburgers at Byron, where I met an old work colleague, now manager, who brought us massive desserts! And to top it all off went to the cinema to see Bladerunner 2049. It mightn’t sound too fancy, but I was the happiest girl. For me, it was a perfect day. ❤

Sadly Gonzo had to leave a day earlier than me. But my friends were there to cheer me up. I was spontaneously cast as an extra in a short film, had a bunch of English sweets and cookies and met an Irish actor. On Monday morning I finished my blitz visit in London having breakfast with Isa, including lots of tea and gossip.


When I got back to Rome, it seemed to me that I was away for at least one week. My little suitcase was full of birthday presents, tea and biscuits and the loveliest memories!

London will always feel a bit like home, as our friends there have long become family. ❤

XX, Angie

Autumn flavours

No, I don’t mean the smell of new books, notepads, pens and pencils. Although I did stock up my “school” supplies in order to be properly prepared for a new year of uni! Buying stationary is just the best of the whole “back to school” season – I don’t see why university students should miss out on the pleasure?! 😀
We have just finished “the last first week of classes for the rest of our lives” (cit. Giulia 2017). Things are starting to fall into place and I’m picking up my little routine again. We’re all a bit melancholic about the last year of the masters, but also excited and thrilled, curious and anxious – mostly about the dreading task of writing the thesis…


With things starting to normalise after the holidays, I’ve also started baking again. Here’s my first autumnal bake this year, with lots of butter, cinnamon and an extra dash of rum (as always): a lovely spiced apple tart.

XX, Angie