Let’s talk fashion. Style. What the Romans are wearing day to day. But first, let me acknowledge that this post would be infinitely better if it was filled with pictures of actual Romans. I get that. But originally this post was going to have no pictures. I didn’t want to stealth photo anybody, and I didn’t see interactions to ask for a pic going well. (Besides the fact that I generally have hands full of stroller navigating 45 degree angled sidewalks which does not make it easy to quickly pap someone.)
But then I had the “brilliant” idea of at least photographing shop windows. And asking James to stealth photo people. (You’ll see; James stalked A LOT of dudes for this post. I think I’ll actually make that a whole separate post. I know. The suspense is killing you.) So there is glare, but let there be photos!
I like to pretend that James was hiding in the bush to take this picture
So with that out of the way here are some generalizations about fashion I’ve seen during my two months in Rome. I would not say this goes for the rest of Italy, or even the other side of the city.
If I had to pick one word for Roman style it would be deliberate. An outfit may not be my exact cup of tea, but everything looks like it is selected purposefully. People have really embraced Stacy London’s “completer piece.” There is usually something–a jacket, cardigan, scarf, or necklace–that ties everything together and makes it look even more deliberate.
In Rome, people dress the seasons and not the weather. (This did not seem to be the case at Hadrian’s Villa where it seemed to be acknowledged that wearing a jacket in 85 degree weather is ridiculous.) Temps are finally cooling, but once mid-September hit, it was all jackets, scarves, and boots all the time. Even when it was in the 80s. Strangely, people do not seem to be uncomfortable. Good for them. I’d love to know the secret. Probably something obvious like “be from a Mediterranean climate.”
The print on this dress. I die!
Clothing pieces seem to be a little more special. I think this contributes to the deliberate look that is put together. I’ve noticed pieces with drape, asymmetry, extra zippers, bits of leather, or pockets that just give that little bit of pizzazz.
For men, styles are generally tighter. Pants and tops. I see collars–polo or button-up–more often than not. When no collar, a large amount of message or graphic tees. I’ve seen this on both sexes but more for men: a sweater over the shoulders is a prevalent fall look. Men of all ages wear scarves.
Men of a certain age almost universally wear utility vests. I’d like to know how this comes about that these men look ready to go fishing or sweep streets. Do they hand them out at your retirement party? “Ah, finalmente, I have space for my keys and tissues!”
But really, what do they put in all those pockets? I saw a man with a utility vest AND a man bag once. His umbrella didn’t fit, I guess?
I’m looking forward to seeing how utility vests are styled as it gets colder. I saw a man with a windbreaker OVER his vest the other day. Which seemed odd, but after greater inspection, makes sense because then you can take off the windbreaker. And stuff it in one of your utility vest pockets. I am also seeing some jackets that look like utility vests with sleeves. Stay tuned!
Blurry, but an excellent representation of the vest. Many more vest pics to come.
On women, styles are both tighter and looser. They like to play with proportion. I have seen some amazing harem and parachute pants that would make Princess Jasmine envious.
I’m also seeing 3/4 length sleeved puffer coats. Sadly not pictured.
Women of all ages have great style. A friend described what they call the “fashion mullet” aka seeing someone who appears very young from the back based on their outfit, but is much older when turning around. I haven’t noticed this as much, but maybe just because I want to be wearing tight pants and camo when I’m 80. I saw a grandmother wearing a sheer shirt once, but she was definitely pulling it off.
Romans do not wear hats. (Other than moto helmets.) I noticed because James usually wears baseball caps, and I was hunting for an Italian alternative. There is not one. This is true even for kids. When Henry wears his hats, it means I can pick him out from across the playground. If you see someone with a hat, this is a likely indication they are a tourist.
Do not be fooled by the hat the mannequin is holding. No one will buy it.
Or you can look at their shoes. I have seen some fabulous shoes here. Generally not on tourists who go for comfort above all else. I have seen plenty of women in sky high heels and wonder how they navigate the city. But I’ve seen other shoes that look more comfortable but still interesting. There are plenty of boots out there now, natch. See earlier statement about fall.
More often than not, outfits are accessorized with a cigarette. I truly don’t care if you smoke, but it is a peeve of mine when people walk down the sidewalk smoking. It just makes it impossible to dodge.
I’m probably (definitely) deluding myself, but I don’t think I stick out that badly. I like tight pants. I’m not wearing tennis shoes. I like jackets. Just not in 80 degree weather. But my pasty complexion will give me away every time.