There are a lot of magical things about working at Vogue—listen to the most recent episode of The Run-Through if you don’t believe me!—but the best one has to be going to see a rom-com at the Grove AMC in the middle of the day and calling it a work responsibility. Today’s viewing assignment? The brand-new Halle Bailey rom-com You, Me & Tuscany, which is kind of giving “Nancy Meyers movie with characters of color in lead roles,” and I mean that as an extreme compliment.
Below, find every thought I had while watching You, Me & Tuscany.
- New York 🙂
- I’m going to be there so soon! In the Met basement!
- Whenever someone has a tiny dog that doesn’t sleep in bed with them, I can’t help but admire their strength.
- Ooh, perfect latte art!
- This is a crazy hot outfit that Halle Bailey is wearing at the beginning of the day, but I respect it.
- Hey, it’s my girl Nia Vardalos!
- Being mean!
- Oh, okay, Halle’s character Anna is a housesitter (and the dog isn’t hers, nor is the outfit). Even more respect.
- How do you get a job as a professional housesitter? I could use a side gig.
- Then again, I’m messy as hell.
- Ah, the impossible millennial dream of an in-unit washer-dryer.
- And the relatable millennial experience of having your best friend angrily send you money-management podcasts.
- Fries with a side of honey? I like Anna’s style.
- As does this random cute Italian bar man, I suppose.
- Ooh, he’s Tuscan.
- Any man who shows you pictures of his nonna’s flower garden immediately…run, girl.
- Ah, the rom-com-girl-who’s-about-to-hook-up mirror pep talk.
- Or…are they just going to quite literally sleep together?
- I kind of love that.
- Okay, echoes of my favorite Blue Crush scene (in which the protagonist gets to order room service with her besties in a rich guy’s hotel room after he leaves).
- I need a random rich Italian man to fly me to Italy with no expectations attached, stat!
- LOL, I forgot that I will actually be in Tuscany in a month. Time to recreate this vibe! Except with my best friend and her husband and baby son instead of a hot male stranger.
- Ah, to be able to just wander into a cheese shop in Italy and know what you’re doing.
- REGÉ-JEAN PAGE! Playing a guy named Michael!
- When a hot man steals your cheese, you know it’s on.
- Enemies-to-lovers (I assume) arc initiated!
- British and Italian? Mamma mia!
- Aw, Anna looking for Italian lodgings is reminding me of being newly 21 and arriving in a random Italian beach town and ending up renting some random family’s garage with a mattress in it (and, luckily, ending up unmurdered).
- An in-unit washer-dryer in Italy sounds great, but babe, wait until you try to figure out how to use it.
- Nobody natters quite like Italian women.
- And I mean that as a compliment, as a certified yapper myself!
- I’m stressed about this whole ring caper.
- Diva…I don’t think Matteo is going to like this surprise engagement.
- Okay, no self-respecting Italian woman would let her supposed new daughter-in-law do her own laundry.
- Yeah, Anna’s not really beating the crazy-girl allegations here, I fear.
- Francesca! My very favorite Italian girls’ name!
- My other favorite is Chiara.
- “Having a side piece is the key to a healthy marriage.” Speak on it, Francesca!
- Hey, it’s hot Michael!
- And he’s…related to Matteo, somehow?
- Italo disco time!
- I mean, when is it not?
- OMG, baby pig!
- Uh-oh, female rival.
- Not Duolingo yelling at me to do my Italian lesson during this specific film!
- I’m starting to worry that Anna’s fake fiancé is, like…dead.
- Oh shit, that pretty Italian girl was Matteo’s ex fiancée?
- And Anna’s ring was…her ring?
- I’d be mean to Anna, too! Damn!
- Sideways mentioned!
- And my king Paul Giamatti indirectly shaded!
- I’m sure this wine is giving grape.
- Wow, soil-sifting has never been hotter.
- And that was even before Michael became shirtless in the name of protecting Anna’s edges.
- I hope everyone in Italy is this nice to me.
- Especially at the farmer’s market. That produce!
- God, now I want Atlanta-style shrimp toast.
- “Most of the men here are handsome winemakers.” Not true, in my lived experience of Italy!
- Hey, it’s Matteo!
- He’s not dead!
- “Che cazzo fai” feels very fair at this juncture, TBH.
- Matteo is really being shockingly cool about all this, but then again, Anna is very pretty.
- Especially in this little crop top!
- Va-va voom!
- Boy fight! Boy fight! Boy fight!
- Not the Italian-season-of-White Lotus soundtrack re-use!
- God, I want an Aperol spritz so badly right now.
- This speedy cooking montage is giving me vicarious stress, but Anna can clearly handle herself in the kitchen.
- This grown-ass man really needs to stop hiding behind his fake fiancée and tell his family he doesn’t want to live in Italy.
- Oop, Matteo’s still hooking up with Isabella?
- And thus, the truth comes out!
- Is Francesca wearing Rixo? How fab.
- Aw, Nonna coming through at the last minute!
- “Our mistakes do not define us, they teach us.” Exactly, queen.
- Rom-com chase time!
- A classic for a reason.
- Ugh, I love this Anna-Michael pairing.
- And you know what? I kind of loved this movie!
