Calabrisella Mia

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.

Xo

Ps I got my hair done today and thus the reason for my smiling eyes 😬

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Day 3 of 3 (belated) Quote Challenge

Things have been super busy and I missed doing this yesterday. So here it goes.

This quote is a little different for me. As you may know by now I have a penchant for the darker quotes and while this one isn’t light and fluffy it’s definitely different. It evokes many memories for me. This was something from my childhood, hung in my family home and now hangs in my own. This quote reminds me of my grandmother, mother, superstition, culture and folklore. Things I love.

This loosely translates to ‘May whoever wishes bad on this house, drop dead before they enter’.

My family is big on superstition. And we have something in our culture called the ‘malocchio’ which means ‘evil eye’. It is believed that people who have an evil eye can cast a curse on you as a result of their jealousy or envy. Sometimes it is malicious and sometimes not, but the person cursed can become physically ill. There is a prayer that can take the curse away, learned once a year on Xmas eve by someone who already practices it. There’s also a whole espresso cup thing filled with water and oil droplets. I’ve said too much. 😬

I don’t know if I believe in it but I still call my ma to remove the ‘malocchio’ from me on the regular. You know, just in case.

Corni benedica folks