A few months ago, we found ridiculously cheap plane tickets for Boston and off we went. It was our first visit to the city and, believe it or not, Stockholm in February was more pleasant than Boston in March. It probably has a lot to do with the fact that we arrived completely unprepared. That I, in my converse and thin jacket, did not end up with pneumonia is honestly not even fair.
Hailey Baldwin striking a pose with a hoard of puppies! Gabriel-Kane Day-Lewis breaking into song! Hari Nef slinking about in a décolletage-diving blazer! Welcome to a Fashion Week model casting—Vogue.com style.
And it wasn’t just a typical waiting-around-for-fittings affair, either. Instead, call it the ultimate playground of all casting calls, starting from the outside, where Phil Oh lensed the grand entrances of the insouciant-cool models-off-duty en masse, while photographer Sofia Malamute created editorial-worthy portraits of several of the stunners on the sidewalks.
Once upon a time, before you were born, or maybe not, cheap clothes were just, well—cheap. You bought them in nasty, bare-bones stores, and even though you looked really great—because you are so beautiful that anything looks good on you!—when people asked you where you got that amazing thing, you were inclined to shrug and say vaguely that you couldn’t remember or that it was a gift or some other bad lie.
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Recently, there has been a push by some major digital-based companies towards salary transparency. The current thinking―one that is very much based on the ethos of Internet that the more we know, the better―is that open books will result in an even the playing field.
Chanel’s new Boy.Friend watch collection—like the ideal boyfriend, perhaps?—is traditionally masculine in its aesthetics (that clean, rectangular face!) but with a spirit only improved by a light feminine touch. And refined materials—even brilliant-cut diamond embellishment, if you so chose!—mean style needn’t be sacrificed for the allure of androgyny.