We arrived in Rome in the early evening, after a morning in Manarola. Our hotel of choice- Pallazo Dama.
Not far from Piazza del Popolo, it was originally a Roman townhouse (The former home of the Malaspina dynasty) Now transformed into a stylish, luxurious boutique hotel... with its own pool no less (very rare in Rome)
Rooms with high ceilings and sumptuous velvet details. Its an absolute sanctuary among the hustle and bustle of Rome
A fabulous mix of style and elegance, it pulls off cool but grand... just my kind of place.
And it has one of the most impressive art collections iv ever seen showcased in elaborate gold frames, against impacting navy walls. It really does make quite the statement.
Magnificent sparkling chandeliers hang everywhere, adding to the grandeur. But than the modern touches bring it back down making it contemporary and less formal
You can choose to spend your time at the hotel pool, or in the bar taking in the 1920s decadence, with chandeliers, potted palms, and velvet bar stools.
The very glamorous Pacifico restaurant has the highest ceilings, glittering chandeliers and large arched windows overlooking the garden. Or you can choose to dine alfresco, in the glorious Italian sun.
Just the perfect way to spend our first evening in back in the eternal city
From our hotel in Santa Margherita, we took a day trip to the cinque-terre
I Can't tell you how excited I was to visit here, it had been on my bucket list since I first set my eyes on it way back when (probably on pinterest)
It was every bit a beautiful as I had hoped. Super quaint and rustic, with more of seaside fishing town vibe than the other riviera towns.
The prettiest houses in shades of pink, yellow, blue and orange unfolded as we strolled around the town
We made our way to the best viewing point to get the ultimate view of Manarola
Its a beautiful site indeed to see all of the pastel colored houses piled on top of one and other right at the waters edge
We stopped of at a local and very cute little cafe and ordered some fresh croissants and coffee to keep us going.
Before continuing to hike around the town, which in the 35 degree heat was no mean feat. Thanksfully, our desire to explore drove us on
We took in the last views of Manarola before starting our long drive back to Rome for the weekend
Next up on our Italian road trip is Santa Margherita Ligure. Its is that wonderfully old-fashioned kind of Riviera resort. More laid pack than the glittering Portofino... But it still sparkles
We stayed at the Imperial palace hotel. It may have been the shutters and flower boxes that sold me
Its the kind of place that makes your feel like your in a movie from the 50's. Decedent, glamorous and timeless
Said to be one of the most beautiful property's on the riviera, its hard to argue with the incredibly ornate details and murano glass chandeliers. The beautiful belle époque styling had me at hello.
We set of to discover a new town.
Making our way through the geranium line bridge down to the private beach
Dress, similar here
Row upon row of majestic pink riviera architecture lines the promenade, a real feast for the eyes.
Santa Margherita has those sleepy seaside vibes down, with the loveliest touch of glamour. Its a killer combination.
And we were lucky enough to see it in some magically stormy weather. There's something so romantic about a warm day broken by a thunderstorm
We decided to make our way back to the hotel, order up some room service and watch the storm roll in.
Naturally I continued in my usual pasta fashion...
With views across Santa Margherita, id argue these were the best seats in Town.
We always try and squeeze in as many Towns, restaurants and events as possible on our trips that sometimes its so nice to just take it a little easier and enjoy the moment.
We ordered the most delicious chocolate cake, a massive pot of coffee and watched santa Margherita life go by.
We watched the sky change from greys to the prettiest purples and all the shimmering lights of the town flickering over the riviera.
A Travel, Beauty and Lifestyle blog with the occasional afternoon tea by Angelina Belle
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