Elegance is found in a complicated language, many think, or in the display of lordly manners. They believe that a shiny coating will offset their worn out underwear.
It isn't so.
If we look at the qualities that certain works and characters, which are considered epitomes of elegance, posses, we won't find any of the attributes listed above.
It is the bodies of the Riace Bronzes, just like the plain forms of the Kuroi and the natural balance of Michelangelo's David, displaying elegance and grace.
It is found in Wordsworth's simple verses, Socrates' dry rhetoric, and Bruce Lee's direct swiftness in motion.
Circles are elegant, not heptagons.
Proust's prose is elegant, or Poe's.
Black and white is elegant, while colour can be elegant.
Elegance always coincides with simplicity and purity; a gait is graceful when it is made of few and simple movements, and a word will strike when it's direct and raw. Elegance is the quintessence of anything complicated in origin, it is purity of forms and concepts, simplicity and humbleness.
Elegance is like a sense, it is intrinsic and is improved by removing the unessential.
Do you agree?
Who or what is elegant to you?