Sartoriowl On Tour: Edinburgh Edition

Has a month in the Bubble left you with chronic wardrobe cabin-fever? Craving a shopping spree that lasts longer than a ten minute rummage in H&M? This week I head to Scotland's stunning capital, Edinburgh, to show that Scottish style is so much more than tartan kilts and Tam o’ Shanters.

With its natural beauty, cosmopolitan outlook and plethora of independent shops, Edinburgh is a strong contender for Scotland’s most stylish city. Shopping wise, avoid the tourist trap of Princes Street, and instead head to the Grassmarket for vintage gems, George Street for Hobbs and Jaeger and the Old Bus Station to give your bank account, and your parents, a good shock in Harvey Nichols. Featuring the well-dressed from both home and abroad (plus a cheeky appearance from my mother) here is Edinburgh’s contribution to a very fashion-forward edition of The Sartoriowl.


From: Florida via Amsterdam.

Wearing: Acne jeans, borrowed from a friend, and hiking-friendly flats to climb Arthur’s Seat.


From: Spain.

Wearing: Work uniform – lucky sod.

Freya and Samin


From: Inverness.

Wearing: ‘BlackMilk’ leggings from Brisbane and a vintage bomber jacket.



From: London.

Wearing: Trusty old Doc Martins and a whole lot of Topman.

Yasmin (R) and Rebekah (L)


From: London.

Wearing: Topshop fur stole.



From: Edinburgh.

Wearing: Mango coat, a bargain in the sales rack.

The Royal Mile’s most eclectically dressed saxophonist (minus the trainers, but I guess they must be comfy.)

I have no other information on this man, other than he has bags of swagger and plays some really decent jazz. I didn’t want to interrupt him mid-tune, as he was frankly fantastic.


From: New Zealand.

Wearing: Pull over from a farm shop and an op-shop knitted tie (that’s a charity shop for those of us who don’t speak Down Under.)

My Mamma

From: Yorkshire.

Wearing: A zebra print skirt and Doc Martins – I worried she’s having a contained, if chic, mid-life crisis.