Gerald Prance, The Land of the Black Mountain…
“ These national costumes seem so absolutely fitting to Montenegro that the otherwise plain and uninteresting buildings [73] of the town are turned merely into a background for the ever-moving stream of colour. The Turkish bazaars with their gaudy wares hung out into the street, the red-jacketed Montenegrin, the Turk in pure white, the Scutarines in their distinct and original costume, and the Albanians who flock in hundreds to the market in coarse white serge, heavily bordered with black braiding, rifles over their shoulders and a bandolier round their waists, make a never-ending picture. ”
