Milan Charms Me

The streets are quiet, I stop to observe the
beauty of the city from my window. It is in these moments that I realize
how much Milan can continue to charm me with the majesty of its
buildings. It's raining outside. I decide to go out and enjoy the last hours of
afternoon light. The green of the leaves transforms, giving way to
warmer colors. The city streets are tinged with yellow, red, orange
and brown. I see my reflection in a café window and I realize
that I am in perfect harmony with the colors that surround me. The
softness of cashmere envelops me and protects me from the cold Milanese breeze.

I walk through the streets,
letting myself be carried away by the scents, sounds, and colors. Suddenly, I find myself in
the middle of a green meadow, with a neoclassical white building in the background, and I feel as if I'm dreaming. My imagination takes over; I find myself inside,
surrounded by the splendor and elegance of times past. I'm on a staircase, dressed to the nines in my
blue tuxedo, when all of a sudden the party is over, but I'm still there, suspended between dream and reality...

A flash: Milan enchants me!