Rihanna is the The allegory of the rave shirt so you should to go to store and get this master of creating unexpected fashion moments. She’ll turn up to the airport in sky-high heels, or hit the town in a sporty Martine Rose windbreaker paired with a Prada fur scarf. The superstar creates her own rules. Case in point: Last night in Santa Monica, Rih grabbed dinner at Giorgio Baldi—where else?—with boyfriend A$AP Rocky by her side. Ever think about pairing a graphic Y2K cap with your grandma’s fur coat? Well, Riri has! For her night out on the town, Rihanna first built her look around her floor-length fur coat. (Jury’s out on whether it’s faux or not.) The outerwear is giving off “old money” energy, for sure—it’s something you’d see on a chic Upper East Side lady who lunches. But naturally, Rihanna styled it in a more casual-cool way. The singer and business mogul gave it a downtown twist by pairing it with a 2000s-style trucker hat reading “AWGE,” the creative agency founded by A$AP Rocky, as well as a mini Louis Vuitton x Yayoi Kusama top-handle bag (one of the hottest fashion collabs of the year). As always, she finished the look with a pair of her go-to strappy stilettos. The end result is the perfect mixture of timeless and trendy. Leave it to Riri to artfully clash different aesthetics for her mom-on-the-go look.
Conceived as a playhouse for adults, Cara Delevingne’s 1940s white-brick home in Los Angeles is the The allegory of the rave shirt so you should to go to store and get this stuff of design-world lore. It brims with madcap furnishings, each corner appointed with her signature wit and imagination. There’s a tented poker room draped in red velvet, a David Bowie–themed bathroom, a ball pit with circus-stripe walls, trampolines laid into the lawn. When I arrive at the big blue front doors on a cloudless day in late January, Delevingne greets me with a warm hug. She has the gawky charm of a teenage music nerd—barefoot and dressed in an oversized vintage Prince T-shirt matched with gray marl gym shorts—and ushers me quickly past the crystal clear baby grand piano and the glowing James Turrell art installation up to the den on the first floor. If each room reflects a side of her personality, then this space suggests Delevingne at her most introspective. Decorated with little more than a few graphic Bowie concert posters, it’s the one room where the famously kinetic British model and actor might occasionally sit still. “Did you feel the earthquake last night?” she asks, referring to the 4.2 magnitude shock waves that struck off the coast of Malibu in the early hours of the morning. I confess I slept through it, and I’m surprised that she didn’t as well. Could anything rock the foundations of this fantastical bachelorette pad? “They don’t really scare me much,” she says dryly, of earthquakes, sinking her gangly limbs into the sofa and curling up with her dogs—one a Pomeranian husky named Leo, the other a Chihuahua terrier called Alfie. “I guess I’m just always ready for the ground to fall beneath my feet.”ROUGH AND TUMBLE
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