I'm going to be Italian

I haven’t written for quite a long time
Probably because I was homeless… It’s quite hard to get internet access with no home :P
I’ll try to brief my life in the last week and a half
Well…
The other day Marc and I had a meeting with mysterious Marylin (see my first post)
She didn’t look at all what I thought she would
She had two people with her
We showed her our designs and… she liked it!
She said they’re good and that she wanted to buy them
Well, we signed a contract on the spot (to be honest I was sure these things take longer) and the designs were hers, I was so happy, we were both so happy
It’s every fashion graduator wet dream to have their designs out there eve before actual graduation and with such a big name like the Lin Group (oh, apparently that’s Marylin’s company… cool)
When the meeting was finished I felt surprisingly empty. We were working on these designs for over 6 months and now it’s all over and they’re not even ours. Very strange!
Just a couple of days after that some lady came to college looking for us and told us that the Lin Group has sweat shops in the far east and showed us some pictures of little children working there. She asked us to break the contract with Marylin. To begin with I thought “no chance, this is our big break through” but after the photos and after I thought about it a bit more I had to agree
Marc didn’t want to do it so we decided to split
It was all a very scary yet freeing decision

Here is the exciting bit:
A few days later, still working put where I should get my designs to I get a phone call from my two aunties in Italy (well, only one of them is my real aunty but Bernie is her partner for ages so she is my auntie as well) saying they really want to see me and they want to buy me flight tickets to come to Italy (they’ve got a stunning villa, just on the beach)
Of course I embraced the offer and got my self a British Airways ticket (they pay back anyway) before I managed to get some sun they told me they would like to GIVE ME the villa and retire to the Isle of Wight
GIVE ME the fucking villa!!!
But they also wanted to know that me and Anthony are together so instead of telling them that actually we broke up I told them he’s proposed me
I didn’t know they would like to come to London and see him
Oh my god
I left him a msg explaining the situation but when I arrived he was still in bed (with his new girl) and the house was a mess
I didn’t know if he will co-operate
But he kinda did, even his girl did
I can’t even tell you what went on there
But the villa is mine
Hooray!
I’m not homeless any more
To Italy - land of Fashion!

(Sorry, that was long, it has been a long time)
Ciao