Knock Knock

Doorknockers in Italy come in all shapes and sizes—angry warriors, Egyptian princesses, and the very common serene lion. I can’t help but be enamoured with them—they are like tiny, antique welcome parties for guests. Plus, there’s nothing quite like the satisfying slam brass on wood makes, is there?

But what about the households who love the idea of a knocker, but crave modernity? On a recent trip I found a ‘knocker’ with a mouthful of buzzer. Knocking 2.0?

Here are a few of Italy’s most intricate guest-announcers for your refined consideration.

When Melissa isn’t coordinating European trip arrangements for others, she’s playing nicky nicky nine doors abroad. If you see her, contact Interpol immediately.