USA / ITALY – Girls who do boys like they’re girls who do girls like they’re boys Always should be someone you really love. And love we did. Last night I got a golden ticket (or a hand-stitched turquoise bandana, to be precise) to go to the Gucci Love Parade Spring Summer ’22 fashion show in LA. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
The brand had – historically, mind-blowingly, how-the-hell-did-they-do-that-seriously – shut the main stretch of Hollywood Boulevard down, so that the street became the runway, and we – we lucky few – got to sit in the frow on the sidelines on Gucci logo’d directors’ chairs outside the Grauman’s Chinese Theatre – which was turned into the backstage dressing room – tourist shops and the El Capitan theatre.
Guests started arriving. They were as sparkly and spangly as the stars up above; this was a serious guest list. Everybody looks like somebody when they’re wearing Gucci. And there were somebodies aplenty.
- Lizzo looked resplendent in a white cape sort-of-a-thing (one gets the impression this woman is offered a sample or two to wear and then makes the designer go back and reinvent said sample three times over until it is the most unique piece ever created by a house).
- Diane Keaton rocked the new ‘Hacker Project’ collection like a pro.
- Dakota Johnson looked girlish in black sparkles.
- Paul Mescal shined in a blue suit.
- Billie Eilish wore a beaded cobweb cap and a lace suit and looked so old Hollywood, we forgot she used to have grungey green hair.
- Miley Cyrus wore blue tassels and pink feathers.
- Gwyneth Paltrow wore a classic red velvet pantsuit.
- Sienna Miller wore a sequined tux.
- Måneskin wore all of the above; see this band of merry Italians, and it becomes clear that you couldn’t have a Gucci show without them.
The guests were styled to the hilt. But it was the models that really took our breath away. What an immaculate, bold, memorable collection worn by a beautifully curated group of ‘everyday people’ of different skin colours, shapes, sizes and ages.
Jared Leto was one of them, but better still, so was Macaulay Culkin. Everyone looked like someone. And every single look was as memorable as the last. Think classic Hollywood, film noir, Gifford’s Circus, a hint of Westworld, a drop of Club Tropicana and a touch of the Tenenbaums and you get the picture. It was a vision.