year 1900 and something ... .. Visit tea in the dining hall ... The good, the fifth of the afternoon, where at least I believe in my imaginary romantic, elegant figurines of ladies dominating, narrow in their lingerie camisoles, skirts and evening dresses as equally precious and fragrant, were clinking spoons on valuable services including porcelain squares and lace, crystal chandeliers and chairs, teapots and where lumps were a master, while those who finished, she read her romantic future, the bottom of the cup of tea. Bottom of a murmur of music, it vibrates with porcelain, muffled laughter, violins and pianos ...
year 2000 and something ... .. visit to the tea room, and nothing else. There are no other words, except that we are in Rome, in the open Monti, Via del Boschetto thirty-four;) a parallel dimension, where close to those who sips his tea flavored with vanilla and cinnamon, some sipping a long drink , alcohol. Women and Men, easily accepted by some Inglese-style lounge and a bit gothic novel end 800, with wallpaper, as worn by time, but endowed with visual projections to astonish, chandeliers, other times revealing their glow as vibrant candles, velvet chairs and books, many books. Frames that describe the faces and the bodies of those women who enjoyed their own tea at a time ... stranger to us here at the Tea Room in Via del Boschetto, they grow a new philosophy of tea-time. In collaboration with The Body, you rock - minimal - techno, new sounds, experimental, strong, going on until two o'clock at night.
... I'm a bit 'Alessandra, and a little' Mad Hatter, I gladly throw us to drink tea confused long drink alcohol ...
(by bynight.excite . en)
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