There’s something about this commercial. Every time I see it I don’t get the feeling that I really need gelato (more than the usual feeling that is).
All I can think about is how I’d love to be the woman in the commercial. Preparing dinner in my summer dress one minute and spouting off a tangent of beautiful Italian words the next.
There’s just something so so romantic about Italian….even when it’s angry.
I love it.
And every time I see this commercial I make a little wish that someday I’ll be able to know any Italian at all. Even if it’s for fighting.