What To Wear To The Market In Arezzo

Going to the market in the Italian town of Arezzo? Or any other lovely little town in Italy?

Here is one of my favorite posts from a couple of years ago. I’m planning my wardrobe for this year’s summer in Italy, and my old blog posts have been a fun place to start!

 Enjoy!

What’s A Girl To Wear To The Market In Arezzo?

Every Saturday and Sunday in the Tuscan town of Arezzo the streets and piazzas become one of the most intriguing markets you will ever have the good fortune to visit.

 

 (I so wanted the Red Lady lamp, but couldn’t figure out how on earth to get her home??)

Largely about furniture and housewears, exquisite laces and linens,

the Arezzo market is not to be missed if you’re in Tuscany on a weekend.

If for nothing else, you’ll see treasures long hidden in the attics of the giant old Tuscan homes.

Just touching some of the pieces you’ll feel the history of generations flow through your fingers.

Its magic.

Its also Italy.

 

This means a girl can’t show up dressed
as if for the Camden or Portobello markets in London, or the Rose Bowl
market in Pasadena. There’s a whole different dress code here, and its
nothing short of fabulous.

 

Armed with my camera, I stalked the
fashionistas meandering through the stalls, just to show you how killer
cool and glam they really are.

Fashion statements aren’t necessarily about the current trends,

but more of how a girl carries herself and presents herself to the world,

with her own personal flair and elan.

Before we see the outfits, its important to check out the terrain.

Its all uphill and downhill, on flagstones, cobbles and pavers,

uneven, textured, and at  times steep.

 

No flat, smooth asphalt for these divas to strut their sensational stuff…

 

So what does the fab-u-taliana wear?

 Soft gray ostrich cowboy boots, dove gray half leg leggings, white and gray layered tanks and T’s,

trench length demin coat, Louis bag, great hair, and “the world is mine” attitude.

 

Do you love it??? Check out her cool shoes! Prada bag, stylish parka, pedicure.

 

 

super chic family! Even the bambini are decked out!

 

This lady had it going on! I loved her red jacket. The gloves were the perfect finishing touch.

Notice the hairdo – nicely cut and colored.

These Italiana’s don’t miss a single gorgeous detail.

Slim, belted, co-ordinated.

 

 another peep at the family

 

 I just loved this lady! We saw her everywhere, all morning.

Looking like a million dollars, working those shoes!!

She still looked like perfection at the of market end too, not just first thing in the morning.

 Prada-rama.

I loved her coat too.

She had magnificent glasses on as well, but I couldn’t get a clean shot without blowing my tourista cover.

God knows I tried…

 

 Channeling Marcello Mastroianni.

Even the dudes looked cool.

 

 What would you do with that fish thing?

I loved the cabinet behind it.

 Prada Prada Prada.

Endless Prada. Fabulous for Sunday morning.

 Stylin mama.

Isn’t she just chic??

Looks like a northerner…

 

Burberry! A break in the Prada/Louis action – quite refreshing.

Check out how totally put together this couple is.

Age provides no barrier, gives no demarcation.

They’re all just damn fab.

 

 

 Skinny jeans worn with heels, a trench, fab hair, and accessorized with a cyclist.

Think he’s wearing a cod piece?

 I love those nude heels!!

Check out the height and cut of them!

She’s damn fabulous, and she knows it.

Its part of the air she breathes.

Although I do consider myself to be an Olympic high heeler,

even I couldn’t cut it around the market all morning, up and down the hills in these.

No way.

And these are her Sunday morning market shoes?? I need a new goal…

 

Sexy girl heels.

Are you seeing how high they are??? Remember the terrain (see above)

And sexy Italiana that she is, she saunters and glides with ease,

as if she were wearing flats.

Can’t you feel her gait through this picture?

Its as if she were born wearing them.

I just loved her!

 I just had to get you a close up on the height.

She is my hero(ine)

The pants were very cool too.

 

 She eats!

Italian girls don’t do the lettuce leaf, black coffee and manic hours of aerobics with a 5 mile run routine.

They eat.

Heartily.

And are so present in their lives, and in the pleasure of life.

They are sensational.

 And what did we wear?

Pictured here in the piazza with the lovely Michelle, jewelry designer at Divinity Jewelry,

in jeans and boots, a turquoise trench and a beige pashmina,

and the ever present aviators 🙂

Ciao ciao tutti!!

Baci!!

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