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Showing posts with label George Clooney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Clooney. Show all posts

Monday, September 27, 2010

Clooney & Canalis in Love

MILAN,
ITALY - SEPTEMBER 27: Elisabetta Canalis and George Clooney attend the
Giorgio Armani Spring/Summer 2011 fashion show during Milan Fashion
Week Womenswear on September 27, 2010 in Milan, Italy. (Photo by
Vittorio Zunino Celotto/Getty Images)
Ciao amore mio, let's prove our love for one another by wearing identical outfits.

Elisabetta, Elisabetta, we know this was your idea. In the future, however, we ask that you keep your perfect happiness to yourselves, George and Betty, unless, of course, you've finally decided to take that road trip with us to Sicily.

Arrivederci.



Saturday, September 11, 2010

Part 2: Road to Sicily with George Clooney & Elisabetta Canalis

Back again so soon, you say? Well, yes, we were too excited not to post about our first celebrity road trip. And where are we going?

HOLLYWOOD - MARCH 07: Elisabetta Canalis and actor George Clooney arrive at the 82nd Annual Academy Awards held at Kodak Theatre on March 7, 2010 in Hollywood, California. (Photo by Jason Merritt/Getty Images)As we all know George Clooney is currently dating Elisabetta Canalis, a gorgeous Italian actress, who must be somewhat amazing to have kept George for such a long time, right? And where should these two gorgeous, interesting and charming people take us? Why to Sicily, of course. Clooney and Canalis would love this trip as well as they're probably always at his magnificent villa on Lake Como, which is so very far away from the island of mythical Sicily. Plus, Mr. Fashionista and I will have someone to translate for us. Perfect!



1. Palermo.

George has agreed to pick up the car at the airport and drive us through Palermo. Thank god because we've heard driving in Palermo ages you in two days as badly as the first six months of being President does. First things first guys, let's grab a cappucino. Now caffeinated, George decides to drop Elisabetta and I off at La Viccuria, a souk-style market, while Mr. Fashionista  and he run off to play bocce ball. Elisabetta (she's letting me call her Betty now, by the way) and I have a blast, buying all sorts of tchotchkes for our homes which we will never use (although she seems a bit high maintenance IMHO) and George is so gracious that he lets Mr. Fashionista win bocce ball.