Vogue's Fashion Night in Rome

Yesterday, I finally took the bus downtown and visited some of the tourist spots with another au pair from Germany named Jeanny. We met at the Spanish Steps, and it was almost filled with every step. It was really nice to finally meet up with someone so that I don’t have to keep going out alone. Not that I mind, but it’s nice to have companionship. Since both of us are quite new to the city, we relied on my map to get everywhere, but it was in Italian, which neither of us understand. Confused and frustrated, Jeanny walks up to a policeman (polizia) and asks, “Excuse me, do you speak Italian?” He told us that yes, of course, everyone in Italy speaks Italian. Jeanny meant to ask if he spoke English, which luckily he did, but he ended up giving us directions and so we were alright. 
We went to the Pantheon which was also beautiful, but my favourite place was the Trevi Fountain. It was so hot that I wanted to jump in for a swim, but unfortunately it’s prohibited. Jeanny and I threw our pennies in to make a wish like all tourists do, and we spent the rest of the day walking around the city. 

During our day out we kept seeing people with signs that read ‘Vogue’s Fashion Night Out’ which happened to be the same night. I took the bus home (which is still sadly confusing for a small town girl like myself) to get myself ready and met up with some other au pair’s. We met in front of Dior by the Spanish Steps, and mio dios (my God) the streets were packed with people. And I mean PACKED. There were paparazzi and journalists and news crews and models all molded together in one setting. At Chanel there was a famous model who opened the shop and the paparazzi went crazy, but unfortunately I have no idea who she was. In most stores there were models dancing and men half naked and posing out front, some of which were even more gorgeous than the statues carved from marble. There were lots of DJs and free giveaways, and by free giveaways I mean alcohol and food. I have never eaten so many delicious macaroons, cheeses and chocolate. I also drank flute after flute of champagne as well as endless cocktails. The best party of the night, in my opinion, was at Fendi. They had several of their models (many whom I recognize from magazines) walk around and haunt the store and pose.

Anna could not get enough of the free champagne, and she almost knocked over one of the models. This wasn't even because of the alcohol, but because she is just naturally clumsy and walks around like a newborn baby deer. She is so beautiful and sweet though that all we could do was find ourselves in a giggling frenzy as we watched her try to maintain her grace. All the shops were open until 12 and it was nearly impossible to find my bus. I really hate the buses in Rome. Fortunately for me, Ashtyn stuck with me to make sure that I would get home OK, but it wasn’t looking good. We walked around the city for what felt like an hour until we finally stood in line for a taxi. This took another half hour because of how busy it was and I will never forget her kindness in dragging me through the city to make sure I got home safely.