The photos for the last day in Florence overlap a bit with the day before. The previous night's dinner was at a Florentine restaurant filled with tourists. The cutest Japanese girl sat next to us and ordered a mountain of food for herself, I assume on accident. It was so sad and adorable at the same time.
I spent the day oogling modern housewares and puzzling over the Helvetica font that deceived me at Italian Appeal. You won't find American Apparel here. Isn't it funny how a singular company has convinced us that stores with white Helvetica font logos on black backgrounds must sell v-neck shirts in every color of the rainbow or brightly colored leggings with matching head wraps?
The handwritten menu complete with pictures.
Lolars with her food.
The little design store that could.
Antique store display. I wonder how much the tuba was.
The deception of Italian Appeal.
A postcard display in Florence.
Checking out lunch options.