Outside In
Is Ilaria’s home with the arty crowd, the poets and storytellers? Or is it with the girls who, unfiltered, don’t quite look like their online image? Is naked yoga the answer, or is she really one of the Dubai Bitchez?
Kidnapped from Brownies in an ice cream van, forced to tend to a Santa with explosive bowels in the Arndale grotto, haunted by a failed comedian, Ilaria just wants a gang. But does one actually exist?