Tiziana Zennaro, best known as Vittoria Risi (born 3 November 1978) is an Italian pornographic actress and television personality.
Born in Pellestrina, Venice (Italy), Risi graduated at the Academy of Fine Arts, then she started a career as a real estate agent in her hometown and as a painter. She debuted in the adult industry in 2008, starring in the film Barcelona in love.
In June 2008, Risi took part to the Sky Italia docufiction Ciak, si giri!. In 2010 she played Moana Pozzi in I Segreti di Moana directed by Riccardo Schicchi. The same year she featured a human representation of the Giorgione's paint "La Nuda" in an exhibition about the artist at Palazzo Grimani in Venice. In 2011 Risi took part in the 54th edition of the Venice Biennale of Contemporary Art posing nude in the installation of Gaetano Pesce, part of the "Italian Pavilion" curated by Vittorio Sgarbi.
Risi appeared on several television programs including Matrix,Stracult,Ciao Darwin, Artù and Niente di personale. She also starred in the practical jokes of the FX show Sexy Camera all’italiana (2011-2012).
Vittoria may refer to:
Vittoria is an Italian female given name taken from the male name Victor.
People with the given name Vittoria include:
Vittoria is a station of the Brescia Metro, in the city of Brescia in northern Italy. The station is centrally located in the historic core of the city, in the north-west of the Piazza della Vittoria.
Archaeological discoveries in the old city centre, and at Vittoria the buried ruins of a tower dating back to the later Middle Ages, resulted in a slowdown of the construction work in the area and some design changes.
Media related to Vittoria (Brescia light metro) at Wikimedia Commons
A place afar in distant dreams
Mystic winds blow
Men mount birds of prey to war
And raid each others shore
Wizards and Warlocks battle by night
One survives by cunning and might
Take what you can by sword and sabre
Just reward for perilous labour
Stands among them a natural King
A man of barbaric breed
In a blade of steel he lays his trust
Killing and taking his needs
Upon him the scars of battles gone by
From many who have gazed in his murderous eye
Astride his mount he cursed and then
Assembled his men in thousands and ten
Onward lads we'll kill them all
Victory is ours
We'll have their heads and female slaves
Soon to loot their towers
Riding hard they rushed the gates
And scaled the granite walls
Through boiling oil and falling stone
His men endured it all
In bloody streets the battle raged
Brave men died and women were caged
Amidst the hoard, a barbaric roar
He gut the guard and kicked down the door
Sword in one hand, torch in the other
Alert every step of the way
If legends be true this place is cursed
Demons stand guard night and day
Living hell cloaked in black
Three ungodly hosts
Upon the dais a ball of light
Which binds them to their post
Faster than a striking cobra
Hit the altar and knocked it over
Shattered in a silver shower
The priests of hell have lost their power
Up the stairs a golden door
The queen awaits within
Her naked body close to his
The prize is won again
And has she yields to his force