Florence knows how to dress a night — soft lights, timeless charm, and a touch of mischief in the air. Dinner was at Enoteca Pinchiorri, a name that carries weight and expectation. The experience? Refined, elegant, though perhaps missing that bit of soul I always hope to taste — that spark that lingers beyond the last bite.
The wine cellar, on the other hand, was pure poetry. Beautiful labels, each bottle a story waiting to be uncorked. Between sips and laughter, the evening flowed easily — helped, I suppose, by the company… and perhaps by my outfit, which my dinner date described as “slightly provocative.”
A sheer top, a black blazer, a midi skirt, Louboutins — apparently, I caused a minor distraction. Too much? I’ll let you decide. I just call it pairing the right confidence with the right wine 😉
— Rouge
