This photo perfectly sums up why this blog is so popular. The photo captures everything that is great about fashion. First and foremost, fashion is for everyone as underlined by this classic Milanese signora. Who else would show off a pensionata, yet ironically it’s the pensionata who looks most beautiful to me and many others!!
she (and everything about her) is the perfect size and shape. . . and her mouth is the focal point of this photo for me. . . commanding and stoic but with a comfortable in her own skin sort of ease as well, it matches her stance.
Wonderful picture of an older woman who takes the time to put herself together. I see many women like her on the upper west side of manhattan going about their daily errands and I always think “I hope I have the (mental and physical) energy when I am older to continue caring about my personal style”. She looks great!
My renter is the same – a 94 old lady which is still in perfect style – every single day! Make Up, accessoiries, white/black dotted outfits and a turban which has been seen on PRADA fashion show 07. Amazing. I wish I will be that stylish and chic when I’ll be at her age!!
@cipher: you couldn’t be more right than this. Prada style finds its roots into old milan-fashion-style. For ‘old milan style’ I mean up to the 50′s and the 60′s. More than italian, Prada is ‘milanese’, and this wonderful granny has two typical old milan-style things: the short fur and the round furry-hat. So lovely.. she seems my granny, wearing the same way.
12:29 PM. Ahem, my sincerest apologies, but lighten up.
This elegant woman would add gravitas to Pitti. From whence do you think “fashionable” people receive their sense of fashion? If that sense is truly and deeply rooted in their inner being, then perhaps from parents and grandparents who took great care in their public appearance.
Her sense of a subdued color palette is extraordinary. Browns, black, dark green and blue. The u-tip suede derbys, brown handbag, nummy warm-looking marrone gloves and ivory tights are a playful combination. Her black watch kilt/skirt matches so well with the shoes and accessories (tasteful scarf and lovely earrings). One only wonders what kind of top she was wearing under her coat (ivory or tan cashmere perhaps)? The kilt picks up the black and dark blue hues of the coat. The fur coat and matching hat are stunning in their combined sense of casual-about-town, while still remaining formal (I don’t really have a prob with fur. Sorry). The sterling handle on her walking stick is sartorial brilliance. This is a matriarch among woman who takes great care in her public appearance. Good eye Scott. Brilliant photo. I wonder if she was off to Peck to shop for dinner. Cheers, Tim in Tokyo
i guess i could forgive the fur in this case…vintage all round. kekekeke
seriously great pic, i and a legion of others will see the point of this inclusion. pity anon 12.29 doesnt. their loss however (sartorial (adjective): of or pertaining to clothing or style or manner of dress: sartorial splendor.)
It’s great to see so many older women in your blog recently and I notice how many comments they receive, mostly so respectful and admiring. It’s very empowering for us in our 60s, so thank you everyone!
The shoes. I love the shoes. They show grounding and that she knows who she is, and that she doesn’t really care what anyone thinks. This is style, confidence and grace. And of course, there is much more to love and it’s already been pointed out.
What I’m tired of is the aging process being dismissed as a curse in the way of botox, nips and tucks. I’m tired of mothers trying to out do their young daughters in looks and silhouette and of bought cleavage being seen as an accessory.
With all that time spent on dealing with such things, how is someone ever to sort through those introspective moments that will help them age with grace such as this woman?
This is a perfect example of the value of this blog. This little old lady, seen on the street, would be ignored by most of us. She is old, she is dressed apropriately, she is neither outrageous nor in style. But The Sartorialist sees something we don’t see, and asks us to slow down and look– seriously–and examine her as an individual, rather than as a familiar type. When look for beauty we find it.
SUmmer clothes are about attitude and physical body, while the building of layers shows the creative personality in building a shape. I love and appreciate your photos as you see the person who wears the clothes as being the artist who creates the overall look.
I was in Venice during the holidays, and practically every woman over 60 was wearing this outfit. EXACTLY the same outfit. Fur coat, Hermes Kelly or Louis Vuitton bag, simple tights and shoes, and optional cane. I’d like to say that it became an annoying sight, but it was rather charming until the very end. I especially like seeing four or five of these luxurious ladies within the same vaporetto.
I wear white tights every morning I decide to make it a special day. I think she is preparing for a special day. Yet, what makes her more remarkable than me, or by extension the twenty-and-something year old girl, is the fact that, at her age, she is still preparing for special days.
This is what it means to be inspired by someone’s personal style. I saw this picture, and although this woman is probably 50 years older than I am, I immediately started planning an outfit for tomorrow that, hopefully, will capture the same spirit as this woman’s coat/scarf combination. Beautiful photo.
What I love about this photo is that if you look at it from only the waist up, she looks very dignified, regal, strong and proud, almost intimidating…but then when you scroll down and see this kilt and tiiiny little legs in white tights, and realize how small she must be under that large fur coat…it adds a sense of vulnerability and just makes me go awwwww and miss my grandmother.
OK, so she’s wearing a scarf with fur and a somewhat funny looking hat… is it me or do I not get it? I think the white leggings are jarring and frankly, there’s not a lot of interest to this look. Sorry, granny!