The other day my friends and I took a weekend trip to Sorrento. Took the night train from Bologna, and planned to hit up Pompeii first thing in the morning, before the crowds and heat had arrived.
All of this, of course, leads to the interesting conundrum of what is comfortable on a 7 hour night train and what is stylish on a day that I knew we’d all be photographing ourselves on some ruins.
The best thing about maxi dresses is that you can curl up in a ball on the train and it’s like a portable sleeping bag. Also, you don’t flash the man sitting across from you who does not sleep a wink and looks like he’s dying.
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