Quick sip: Terribly talented, utterly unstable
Ring the alarm 🚨🚨🚨
Divas.
What a time to be alive. And what a time to realise the year is basically over. 2025 rocked up five minutes ago and is already halfway out the door.
November’s just about wrapped up, as is Mercury retrograde. Now December’s reaching for her pearls (as she should). She’s ringing out what might be one of the rockiest years in recent history, yet none of us can remember what the f*ck actually happened. It’s like we’ve been stuck in a loop of a Wicked, wicked joke.
ANYWAY, it was a flawless year for the internet. Stellar, actually. TikTok fed us. X, against all moral logic, was… satisfying. Instagram existed. And despite our best efforts to avoid tugging at the Queen’s tresses, we recommend, nay, require, that she gets Law Roach on the phone. Immediately. Those F1 looks were hazardous. Alarming. More oomph, far less va-va-voom. Please.
Side note: Condé Nast(y) is so embarrassing right now, but this Vogue Greece cover (edited by the style architect himself, and starring Leighton Meester) is exactly what we’d expect from a seasoned fashion person. This is how you do it.
Cups poised? Let’s get into it.
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🫖 As per usual, tea-spiller-in-chief, Louis P, set the streets ablaze—on a random Tuesday no less. First of all, what…
…the actual f*ck is going on?!
Those people who knew this tea for so long and still backed him like he wouldn’t hurt a fly are diabolical.
(SSENSE was so messy for this.)
Second, if this rumour is true, it may not bode well for Dior. Galliano was already… let’s say, creatively volatile before he joined the house, and we all remember how his tenure ended. Now that J-Dub is knee-deep in collections, who knows what demons a story like this could unleash, should any part of it hold weight. Love and light to the teams forced to witness ‘the electricity of his tireless vision.’
Also, those NDAs clearly weren’t effective. That assistant better have been generously compensated, and LVMH might want to start budgeting for an exorcist, because Dior, you in danger, girl.
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☕️ Speaking of imminent threats, Khaite’s coming for the top spot, we fear. Resort 2026 giveth. Just look at those prints (!!!!)
☕️ What’s with all these shows suddenly landing in the US? Is this giving ‘American luxury rebound coin’ or just a desperate hunt for a new backdrop? Either way, this fashion expert swears it’s the former.
☕️ And why were all those fashion people in the Middle East? (One person, however, was a standout).
☕️ Yes, we see you, Daniel <3
☕️ Annie Leibovitz has butchered yet another portrait of a powerful Black woman. The gasp we didn’t gasp…
☕️ Looks like the former Dior Men’s and Fendi Women’s designer is still clinging to some sort of relevance. Nothing to see here.
☕️ Bella Hadid and Pedro Pascal are kicking off 2026 by doing what half of Hollywood pretends to do: showing up. The duo are hosting Artists for Aid in LA, pulling a lineup so loaded it could headline three festivals, all to raise funds for Palestine and Sudan. No selfies, no soft activism, just impact.
☕️ Chiara Ferragni is just one pandoro short of a prison sentence—a stark reminder that even a self-appointed Italian princess’s bubble can burst.
☕️ Ariana and Jonathan Bailey stirring pots? Cynthia’s gonna combust.
☕️ Worthy of it all: Pam Hogg. RIP Queen.