SPRING SUMMER TWO THOUSAND SIXTEEN

I fly, slowly, in a flash.

Spring smells of freshness, what about summer? The ottod’Ame Spring Summer has the smell of freedom. Every woman deserves to have the freedom to go against the grain and to build her own world where to lose herself. A place to share with the loved ones only. Freedom is a journey without destination or with a predetermined one but enriched by the unexpected you can find along the way. Every journey is a discovery: of your inner emotions, the many sides of your personality -which the lazy but ever-present sun almost made drowsy- and the little gasps of your soul that lightly fade away. Alluring but playful. Strong but extravagant and emotional. The woman: without boundaries, ties and obligations. One day in the open, light air.
My eyes are looking for you, they want to steal and taste you. Look at me telling what you see.
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PRIMAVERAESTATE DUEMILASEDICI

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LA COLOSSA DI RODYA

STORY

– What a discovery! These are the same old stories, said Rodya to Marquez, her four-legged guardian angel. The newspaper on the wall of the small square right outside the house put special emphasis on the finding of the ring. The day was starting this way, after a breakfast with croissant filled with seaweeds and honey and an infusion of seasonal flowers. Marquez was well aware that reading the titles' large letters of those papers was a magic moment for Rodya and since haste makes waste he didn't want to distract her with his dog needs. So he sat down on his hind legs following Rodya's gaze and scrolling the lines together to then slightly move his head down arching his ears to control the gap between them and the baker's cat that -seemingly indifferent to everything- always walked nearby. Time went by so slowly in the mornings between the updating on news for Rodya and the mapping of the neighborhood for Marquez. As usual, that day they walked together till the Balenarium, where Rodya finally stepped in her habitat. It was 9:36 am and, as always, she was a little bit late for work. But that day Marquez was particularly surprised by the tone Santelma, the Director, used with Rodya by asking to tell her immediately the latest news about any progress in the search of the ring.
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LOOKS

I am sure but fragile, happy but melancholic, light but deep. I hear to the whales and enchanted by them I start dancing till I'm breathless.

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LOOKS

I am sure but fragile, happy but melancholic, light but deep. I hear to the whales and enchanted by them I start dancing till I'm breathless.

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