Fairytale

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a princess…

…well, not exactly.

I’m not a princess, even if I have blond hair, green eyes and my life looks like a Disney story. Yeah, you know, I had a very normal life but I’ve always had a big dream guiding it, one day everything changed and the dream came true. “Happily ever after” is what every story we’ve been told as children is about, at the end of their stories princesses always have their happily ever after and me, I had quite a few, every time one of my adventures came to an end.

So yes, I could be a princess but there’s a very big difference between those girls and me: my dreams have never been about a prince! ;-)

I’m not saying that in dreaming about a “prince” there’s something wrong, I just feel like I cannot be a princess because I want to be happy on my own first.

So…once upon a time, in Italy, there I lived!

On February the 6th 1988 my parents welcomed me in this world and my journey started.