Clare Vivier and Heather Taylor have perfected the art of hosting by dividing responsibilities, with Vivier focusing on wine and Taylor on flowers and dessert. Their friendship of 20 years has led to a seamless collaboration that enhances the dinner party experience.
Meryl Streep and Anne Hathaway kicked off their global press tour for 'The Devil Wears Prada 2' in Mexico City at Museu Frida Kahlo, debuting new looks for the evening.
Rafael Leao posted a photo with Francesco Camarda, the two sharing the sponsorship of Adidas. Today, the Portuguese took centre stage in a different way: he walked the runway for Adidas' mega show. He was joined by other top-flight footballers, including Davide Frattesi, Federico Dimarco, and Giacomo Raspadori.
Everybody thought I would make oversized bomber jackets with monograms, said the mononymous king-of-the-hoodie designer after the show. That's what ChatGPT said, apparently. But that's not why I came to Gucci. Instead, he said, his Gucci will be energy, passion, fun and sex.
Rooted in the heart of Milan, Fiorucci has continuously merged expressive design with everyday practicality, crafting collections that encourage personal styling and a lived-in feel. The spirit of Fiorucci comes alive under the direction of Creative Director Francesca Murri, who brings a fresh perspective to the brand's legacy. Her contemporary vision reinterprets the utopian optimism for which Fiorucci is celebrated, skillfully transforming creativity, emotion, and the essence of freedom into modern wardrobes suitable for today's fashion-forward individuals.
In the show, "dirty" extends to anything that breaks fashion's pact with propriety. Here are clothes caked in grime, blotted with makeup, stiffened by salt, pieced from trash, frayed, and faded. The garments span decades, from the 1980s through the mid-2000s, when the likes of Vivienne Westwood and Jean Paul Gaultier built their fame on defying convention, to today, when corporatization has made such daring increasingly rare. But forgoing practicality frees certain designers from the demands that the body be polite-and thereby policed.
Travelling for art can be incredibly virtuous and culturally rewarding, like collecting souvenirs for your eyes (and from the post card rail in the gift shop). Remembering to research what is on before I book flights is a lesson I learnt all too well after I missed the Metropolitan Museum's fashion exhibition in 2016 by one day. As a fashion obsessed 20 something, I did not take this well and have since improved my itinerary planning and exhibition calendar checking.
On the first day of Berlin Fashion Week, Maqu unveiled its Fall/Winter 2026 collection, La Dama del Cacao, a masterful exploration of contemporary Peruvian minimalism. This capsule collection is a testament to material innovation, embodying a thoughtful design philosophy that marries textile memory and regenerative principles. Crafted from luxurious alpaca yarns, organic cotton, and pioneering biomaterials, each piece is a result of meticulous hand-knitting techniques and artisanal machinery.
Fashion is very good at announcing returns, and it is less interested in accounting for what happens in the time in between. Designers disappear, reappear and are soon asked to explain themselves, preferably in the language of growth. London-based designer Nicomede Talavera has done this twice already. His new collection under his eponymous label Nicomede, Sacred Journey, is somewhat of a third arrival, serving as a reminder that stepping away can sharpen a vision, not dilute it.
It's an interesting connection between that table and these clothes, because Marc Jacobs has been in Wonderland for a few seasons, making garments swollen with great buboes of fabric and wadding that distended and deformed the body, like majestic mutants. They were wondrously otherworldly, outscale and, to most people, unwearable. Intentionally so. This collection, by contrast, brought Jacobs literally down to earth, taking his models off teetering platforms and into plain old high heels.
Embroidery is a historic mainstay of traditional clothing in Asia or the Middle East, as well as Western Haute Couture, but it is increasingly present in Paris, Milan or New York on modern men's shirts, bomber jackets or blazers. Designers at Dior, Dolce Gabbana, Kenzo or Gucci have adopted it in recent runway shows, while Louis Vuitton's celebrity rapper-designer Pharell Williams dedicated his entire June collection to India after visiting the country.
I think that people have realized that if I had a pair of distressed jeans, they can't wear them more than once or twice - three times tops - in a year because it's gonna look repetitive,
The end of the show did not mark the end of the trip. Back at the Le Grand Bellevue the group divided between fireside hot chocolates and the hotel's spa. The hotel's Le Grand Spa is over 3,000 square metres and has eight different types of saunas, several ice showers, foot baths and an outdoor bubble pool (named thus as it's bigger than your standard jacuzzi).
Speaking backstage before the show, Anderson, dressed in his signature faded Levi's jeans and a navy cashmere sweater, described the collection as another character study, explaining that this time he set out to explore the idea of a new aristocracy, questioning what it means today and what can it be? The-41-year old designer said when it came to the social hierarchy he wanted to ignore the aspect of money and instead home in on their eccentricity.
What exactly Giorgio Armani looks like without its eponymous founder at the helm has been the burning question in the fashion industry since the designer's death in September. In Milan on Monday afternoon, it got its answer as the designer's collaborator and right-hand man of four decades, Leo Dell'Orco, made his debut at the Italian fashion house where he will oversee menswear for the foreseeable future. It was the first Armani collection in which the late designer had no involvement.
The show unfolded in a half-lit, slightly feral underground car park in Paris, very "crew lost in space, hope fading." Models slipped out of the shadows in razor-sharp tailoring stretched to uncanny proportions: elongated tuxedo jackets, narrow silhouettes, sleeves that seemed to keep going forever. Pleating pulled toward the bellybutton (yes, that bellybutton) nodded discreetly to the film's most infamous body horror moment, while sheer cupro tops and floor-length dresses clung like membranes, soft, translucent, unsettling.