Florence, known in Italian as Firenze, is in my opinion absolutely the most beautiful city in the world. I fell in love with the city during a blissful year abroad studying art, art history and the Italian language. I hadn’t been back to Florence for over a decade and with such great expectations to live up to, I wasn’t sure what to expect.
Not surprisingly the city was as beautiful as ever. All my memories of sun-kissed red rooftops drenched in the fiery glow of the setting sun rushed back the instant I came upon the Duomo, with its massive, iconic dome. It was just as awe-inspiring as it was the first time I laid eyes on it. Hugged on all sides by tightly clustered buildings, Florence’s landmark cathedral stood bathed in soft pink sunshine, towering skyward amid a lack of breathing room.
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Be sure to stay tuned for parts 2 and 3 of my Florence feature as well, coming out this Wednesday and Friday at Culture Vixen. (Part 2 will highlight the city’s unforgettable culinary stops and mouth-watering gelaterie!)