I had washed up in Brooklyn, circa 2009. Physically, I was in Paris, sitting at the Junya Watanabe fashion show. But spiritually? Oh boy, I was...
When John Turturro saw that the setting for Zegna’s runway show here was a grassy knoll, he wondered if he’d fallen into an Italian wormhole and...
The models were dancing. Again. Here, during the first full weekend of the men’s fall shows, a noticeable number of fashion houses had decided that merely...
