I started writing this a while ago but never really got round to finishing it, but here you go, part 2:
While Italians are often seen as being the epitome of style, there are a couple of definite fashion throwbacks going on here in Spoleto. One repeat offender that I’ve seen a few times now is that 90s trend of wearing lipliner wayyy darker than the lipstick, and drawing it past the edges of your lips to try and make them look bigger. It looks something like this
Another look harking back to the 90s is the tying of hoodies, cardigans, jackets etc. round your waist if you don’t want to wear it. I distinctly remember throwing a strop around the age of 11 saying that I was ‘too old’ to do that, but here you’ll find adults of all ages doing it. I’m not gonna lie, it’s growing on me.
I’ve probably mentioned before how Italian advertising is big on ‘sex sells’. I’ve managed to find a few examples here:
Trying to sell sofas? Boobs.
Trying to sell pharmaceuticals? Boobs.
Trying to sell cracker snacks? Boobs.
The only thing us girls get is the hot guy selling chocolate biscuits:
EDIT: I also saw this shower gel ad the other day with a couple getting clean while getting dirty (bikinis on though…logically)
The Italian education system is vastly different from in the UK. This is mainly down to a lack of funding, meaning most schools have no playground (and therefore very little outdoor breaktime, if any), no staff room, and on any given day there’s a 70% chance that the printer and/or photocopier will either be broken or out of ink, and no one’s going to order any more for at least 2 days.
Of the schools which do have a bit of space outside, often the kids aren’t allowed to run much in case they fall over and hurt themselves and the parents come suing. Parents have a huge amount of control over what goes on in school, and can be incredibly demanding. Most focus on the end result rather than the process of getting there, meaning that teachers often get a berating from angry mums if their child isn’t getting top marks, even at the age of 8.
In the schools where I worked each student didn’t have a ‘work tray’ like at my primary school where you can put books that you don’t need for homework. Instead they have to drag almost everything for every subject home every day, and to accommodate for this their bags look proportionately akin to the 60 litre monstrosity I carried round China a few years ago. Most of them are so heavy that the children don’t actually carry them, but they have airport-style wheels and handles so they can be dragged home.
So that’s the end of part 2, although undoubtedly there will be a part 3 at some point when I’m back in England…