Sunday, April 28, 2019

Fashion notes

❢ You hardly ever see T-shirts here with Italian writing on them. It's all English, all the time, or some approximation of English, from pseudo-college sweatshirts proclaiming "BROOKLYN" to the nice young man we saw in Busseto with "Motherfucker" emblazoned on his chest. (We'd heard a lot about Italian men's closeness with their mammas, but this guy's flaunting of "mammismo" seemed a little over the top.)

When the Italian passion for bling and their love of English collide, the results are, well, striking.

At first I thought "Markup woman" was a reference to Golden State real estate, but it's actually the T-shirt brand. The "diamond" necklace detaches so you can wash the shirt. No, I didn't buy it.

❢ Here's a little family that nicely embodies a certain very popular kind of Italian style. Note the the glittering metal studs on the boy's 1980s-retro jacket and his faux-hawk haircut, the austere elegance of the mom's slightly clownish trousers, and the proud peacockery of the dad's track suit (the photo doesn't capture it, but the matching pants are just as loud as the jacket). Mama mia, that's Italian!

❢ Every year the Italian fashion deep state issues an edict declaring which color will be "it" for the next 12 months or so, and soon the market stalls are featuring lots of women's shirts, dresses, and jackets in that shade. Last year the top trend seemed to be white lace; white blouses with lace ruffles and white see-through lace jackets were all over the place. When we came through this area back in 2009, lavender was the must-have hue.

This year, if Fidenza's twice-weekly street market is any measure, the winner is yellow. 

I can't say that I've actually noticed a lot of women wearing this shade out on the street, although there are a lot of brunettes here and it certainly would look better on them than on me. Maybe they haven't had time to stock up yet. 

1 comment:

Amy said...

Now that I think about it, I'm in the mood for jungle. Maybe I should play something by Villa Lobos. Actually, today I have a double Berkeley Symphony rehearsal (I'm tired already and I still have 3 1/2 hours before rehearsal), and we are playing Thomas Ades' dances from the opera Powder Her Face, which include a deconstructed tango. That's probably as close as I can come to jungle today. ;-)

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