Quarantine Birthday: part deux

Here I am again, the second year in a row, celebrating my birthday on my terrace in a never-ending lockdown. Actually, no. It rained on my birthday. It was supposed to rain for the following week, but the sky seemingly magically cleared up the day after my big day, and we had some taralli, a tub of lupini, Altamura bread, some vegan cheese from Cashewficio, and prosecco lying around, so my husband and I (and Dundun, of course) decided to have an impromptu picnic-style aperitivo on the terrace. The weather was glorious.

Of course Dundun was very eager to take part of the snacks in the celebration.

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Even though I enjoy these cheeky terrace dates under the sun, I’m hoping not to make this a threepeat next year. But then again, as the French say, jamais deux sans trois.

Cardigan: Sézane
Jeans: Stradivarius