The least glamorous errand of the week. In Milan, it's the one women dress for most carefully.
Viale Papiniano
Tuesdays and Saturdays, a long line of stalls: produce, cheese, flowers, then fabric, leather and shoes. Go early.
The whole neighborhood is there
The woman from the third floor. Your son's teacher. The man who's sold you lemons for fifteen years.
Dressed, but practical
Shoes you can stand in. A bag that closes. Sleeves you can push up. Nothing fragile.
Skirt, light jacket, low sandal
A soft satin skirt, a printed jacket over a simple top, one small bag across the body. Five minutes.
From Maria's edit
You never know who's at the next stall. In Italy, that's the point.