More.

Firenze, Italia

Everyone wants to have more. More money. More time. More possessions. The MORE that I desire however is simple to be more.

Life has a way of trying to put us into a one-lane life that I find confining in every sense of the word. But not when I’m here -- not when I’m home.

Florence has been my heart and soul since I first stepped onto the cobblestone roads thirteen years ago. I fell irrevocably in love with the city and its culture, constantly being transfixed by the city’s beauty.

There aren’t too many people who know what it feels like to find their place in this world, but I do. My place is here, in this city, the city I love and choose to call home.

Home for most people is where their loved ones are. After all, home is where the heart is. But what if a city could amalgamate its essence with you in your heart, making it a part of you forever? What then?

This city pardons me from the obligations and standards that others set for me and allows me to be free to be the me I always knew I was supposed to be.

It is because of this city that I was inspired to begin this company (if you couldn’t tell by the Italian name). It has created the me that’s an artist, a lover, a survivor, a writer, a free spirit…all of me.

I once heard that those who are lost are one small adjustment away from making their lives work. Florence was my small adjustment. I propose you all make that small adjustment. You’ll thank me later.