When I was 16 (and in the middle of a very black lipstick sorta phase) an old man sat across from me on the subway.
He looked up at me and I remember thinking to myself ‘here we go’ as my experiences with people from my own culture had been so poor.
But this old man smiled at me and said in Italian ‘You must be Calabrese!’
I was so startled as people often judged my person style and assumed I couldn’t possibly be Italian.
I nodded to him that I was.
He smiled and winked at me and said ‘I knew it as soon as I sat down because you have such beautiful Calabrese eyes!’
That old man is long gone now but I won’t lie, he restored so much faith in humanity for me then….maybe still.
Hope Calabrese eyes are smiling wherever you are Signore.
Ps I got my hair done today and thus the reason for my smiling eyes 😬