No Pity Party in the Pitti Palace!

I’ve always loved Michael Bublé’s rendition of Pick Yourself Up…Dust Yourself Off…and Start all over Again (by Jerome Kern and Dorothy Fields)  ~ And so I did.  There was no way I was going to mope around the Mediterranean just because TFH cancelled dinner. Frown in Firenze? Not happening.  Been there~done that when I was on my honeymoon, alone. The pity party was over. After all, I had my travel books, tickets to museums and immediately went to Plan B.

 Instead of returning to the hotel to primp and plaster my face with cosmetics as I originally planned to get ready for my date with TFH, I was off and running to The Pitti Palace.  I couldn’t wait to see how the other half lived.

This massive palace was built in the 15^th century.  It is the most imposing and powerful palace I have ever seen. It looked more like a fortress than a palace. The façade reminded me of a grander version of The Baglioni-the hotel where I was staying. I smiled at the irony.  Imagine me staying in a palace. Truth be told, I imagine that all the time.

 When I entered The Palazzo Pitti, I couldn’t help but admire the décor.  I would have chosen the same decorators myself if I had the opportunity.  I love to play “which piece of art would I select for my home” when I’m in a museum.  I also day dream about owning a piece of real estate fit for a princess.  Which palazzo would I like to purchase?  The Palazzo Pitti would be my first stop on House Hunters International.

Room of Saturn

So as you can see in this gorgeous pink and gold Room of Saturn, I obviously picked the crème de la crème of art.  And more than just three pieces, breaking every rule of my game.  It’s everywhere from floor to gilded ceiling.  For those who like modern art or are minimalists, this is definitely over the top.  As for me, bring on the schmaltz. The more ornate the better.  Rococo? Oh, yeah. Love it.  Bring it on.  You can imagine how I twittered about in the Palazzo Pitti, planning where to put all my personal treasures.  I did the same in Versailles.  And, it was move-in ready, just like the Pitti Palace.  I just need to call 1-800 MoveMyStuffToEuropePronto!

The Room of the Niches

The Room of the Niches is my other favorite room in the palace.  The chandelier is breathtaking. Can you imagine the electric bill? I shudder to think about it.  Okay, I’m a bit of a practical princess at heart. Maybe they still use candles.  I look around and can’t help but admire the exquisite details.  This is me! I thought. So me!.  So where the heck is Prince Charming?  The palace is too big for only one.  But I’ve dibs on all the closets.  Shoes, clothes, accessories have to go somewhere.

I’ve been looking and searching for Prince Charming, wondering if Tall, Fair and Handsome is my match made in heaven.  Unfortunately I’d have to wait until dinner the next evening to find out.  But in the meantime, I found the perfect place for my grand piano. And, ironically my piano is also white and gold, just like this magnificent room.  Talk about destiny.  And maybe, just maybe TFH would be my destiny, too.

The Palazzo Pitti is Paradise.  Hopefully I can find my niche, like my imagination did in this Room of Niches,  with the love of my life.