If you're planning to visit a church in Italy, dress modestly. No shorts. No sleeveless shirts.
Or prepare to wear the smock of shame and have some snooty pants like me sneak up behind you and take your picture.
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2 comments:
Ohhhh this is so good to know. I am NOT wearing one of those in Italy. Note to self pack dresses and cardigans. Got it!
This is a hoot. I guess they haven't read the scripture that says come as you are! Ha!!
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