{"id":8710,"date":"2020-08-06T15:15:48","date_gmt":"2020-08-06T13:15:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/issimoissimo.com\/?p=8710"},"modified":"2021-05-06T11:50:20","modified_gmt":"2021-05-06T09:50:20","slug":"a-day-in-the-life-part-ii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/issimoissimo.com\/chichissimo\/a-day-in-the-life-part-ii\/","title":{"rendered":"A Day In The Life Part II by Sylvain Deleuze"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Sylvain Deleuze, founder of\u00a0Les Belles Heures<\/strong><\/a>,\u00a0continues the three-part imaginary voyage <\/a>this time from the Tuscan coast to the deep blue waters of Ishchia.<\/em><\/h4>\n\n\n\n

After a refined journey from the pebbled streets of Roma to its breezy seaside up to the pristine coves of Porto Ercole, we’re back to our journey along the coasts of Italy, down south<\/strong> this time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Waking up at Il Pellicano<\/strong><\/a> is something like a privilege that immediately makes you forget about the negronis you might have had the night before. The sun already strikes the persiane<\/em> of your room with an inviting light, and you can hear the distant rumor of the early guests chiacchierando <\/em>around the sea water pool.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The view from the room is epic. L’Isolotto, right in front of us, seems like a giant whale resting in the bay while the Tuscan coastline<\/strong> unwinds its smooth hills and flat beaches in the distance. The first espresso of the day is taken on the private terrace as it should be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Photo courtesy of Cerruti + Draime<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n
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Photo courtesy of Cerruti + Draime<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

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On our way to the bar for the second espresso of the day, we come across a busy Marie-Louise <\/a><\/strong>focused on sorting out a tiny detail in table’s dressing that caught her eye and, naturally, requires action. We exchange a few words in Italian, have a laugh and head to the bar. Wearing high waisted pleated trousers, and his Senigallia, 15h32 <\/em>tucked in a knitted polo shirt, Gerardo Cavaliere of Giuliva Heritage<\/strong> is already sipping his espresso at the counter. After cheerful greetings follows a quite passionate conversation about the proper way to serve Neapolitan coffee, how to wear a scarf depending on your outfit and our what are our next, upcoming projects for the months ahead. Having ourselves chosen to wear a corduroy, pale blue shirt over a simple white tee and a Mezzatorre, 18h12 60cm scarf<\/a>, <\/strong>we head to the pool with Gerardo arguing about the best cacio e pepe<\/em> in Roma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The rest of the morning goes as smoothly as it can go, the tranquility of it all being only disturbed by the regular walks down to the private beach for a dive into the crystal clear waters bathing the coast. Gathering our stuff, switching our corduroy shirt for a blue workwear jacket, and tucking our Mezzatorre, 18h12 in our jacket in preparation for what’s coming, we step down to the dock and embark on a speed boat for a ride south<\/strong> to relentlessly slow and chic Ponza.<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n