Today at Chanel, Karl looked to the traditional ponchos and hats and slouchy pants of the Argentinian gaucho and gussied it up with silver and pearls and cute little hat brims that make a cowgirl’s work that much daintier.

On Friday, Lanvin showed its first collection in 14 years not designed by the beloved genius Alber Elbaz—the creative director whose talents resurrected a dusty Parisian label and turned it into the global standard-bearer of elegance—who was ousted last year after a dispute with the brand’s primary shareholder. And…

Two nights ago, I attended an issue launch party for an art magazine in a small basement club that had the distinct ambience of a chic ancient Roman holding cell. Part of this very studied atmosphere included a garment rack at its entrance—basically, an unminded, self-serve coat check where anyone could hang their…

An important turning point for Kim Kardashian, and arguably the culture, was the point early on in her courtship with Kanye West when she allowed him to essentially KonMari her closet. Aired on a 2012 episode of Keeping Up With the Kardashians, it depicted West rifling through the assortment of furs and high-end club…

Belgian visionary Dries van Noten always has a strong point of view, one accompanied by perfect tailoring and architectural takes on power dressing. Today at Paris Fashion Week, his collection invoked old money and yachting clubs viewed through a murderous lens—very Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, if its sequel were …

Margiela creative director John Galliano threw down in his typically “wacky” fashion on the Paris runway Wednesday morning, presenting a vision for Fall that is something like: arty types stationed at a dusty military base who pass the time by knitting and starting a DIY discothéque.

Since the rise of Cara Delevingne, brows have been consistently becoming fuller and thicker and more unruly—so consistently that I’ve feared the over-plucked caterpillar might come back into style. But as the beauty on Liselore Frowijn’s Paris Fashion Week runway shows, we’ve still got brow frontiers to explore.

Nicholas Ghesquiére said he was inspired by technology for his latest collection at Louis Vuitton, but the clothes themselves took us not to the future but to the early days of the internet, when AOL was still sending out trash-filler CD-Roms and Hot Topic hawked metal lunchbox purses with Emily the Strange sneering…

Karl Lagerfeld, of late, has been somewhat obsessed with the domain of the proles—this idea of populist spaces, except they’re “elevated” to his standards of Chanel bourgeoisie. Recent runway shows have included a Chanel supermarché and a faux feminist protest, both of which were received with giddy enthusiasm, so his…

Fashion Month: So exciting! So glamorous! So many beautiful models, who are very bored and tired!

Janelle Monáe attended Stella McCartney’s show at Paris Fashion Week Monday and was ready to steer herself into Spring 2016, amirite? I don’t know why she’s holding her braids like handlebars, but it looks cool; very editorial.

Rihanna looks lovely at Christian Dior’s Spring-Summer 2016 ready-t0-wear collection, presented during Paris Fashion Week. The full look—a prim pink coupled with knee-high black boots with lucite heels—was spot on. Plus, those flowers:

In several unusual Fashion Week moves, the Olsen twins moved the spring 2016 presentation for their consistently impressive and stunningly pricey line The Row from New York to Paris, where the press and retailers were invited to a showroom preview on Tuesday featuring less than half of the collection.

Is it lesbian sex-positive? Commentary on the fact that you can’t actually walk in those invisible-heel shoes? A Lee McQueen dis? A Leigh Bowery rip? Who knows but this is the dude who had guys walking the runway with exposed dicks at his last Menswear show, so like, just accept that it’s art, okay.

Have you guys seen the new Dries?!?! Could you die?!?! Could you pee all over yourself?!? Could you swim in those brocades until you literally suffocate?!??

Simon Porte Jacquemus, one of the best new Parisian designers in existence, presented his Spring collection in a manner of performance art, with the main thesis seeming to say: go ahead quit the shitty job you hate before you croak, dude.

“DO YOU FEEL THE BLOOD MOON?” asks Maison Margiela’s Stepford space witches, in a creepy stage whisper. “I DOOOOOOOO.”

Grills have long been an adornment made for the flexers of the world, but these are some of the most extreme you’ll ever see and they’re the work of a woman named Dolly Cohen.