The nude dressing trend has certainly reached its peak this time

If you’re still confused about the time capsule that appeared on the Victoria’s Secret show last week, then get ready for more surprising news. The extremely spliced ​​and diced lingerie look, modeled by veteran angels Adriana Lima and Alessandra Ambrosio as well as new “body diverse” newcomers Paloma Elsesser, Jill Kortleve and Ashley Graham, has already trickled from the runway to the red carpet.

On that confetti-strewn evening in Brooklyn, front-row spectators — transported back to the brand’s 2010 heyday, when cotton-wool diets and rigorous exercise regimens were seen as promotional tools — arrived strapped in and corseted, as were the scantily clad VS girls were booked to show how far the brand has supposedly come. Jodie Turner-Smith was bound and belted in a lace bodysuit, Lisa practiced her style of bondage in a sparkly bralette encased in butterfly chains, and Tyla was barely concealed in an intricate, whisper-quick dress.

But it was Victoria’s secret Come back after six years hiatusmight be shouted at boring journalists like me who can’t quite see the point in giving push-up bras supposedly woke names like “The Wink.” Yes, that was it. But days later, at the American Museum Gala – which some media compared to the Met Gala – underwear fashion was also high on the agenda for stars like Kendall Jenner, in a Schiaparelli dress that was a masterpiece of cleavage technique; Kylie Jenner Models a Figure-hugging Vintage Mugler Look; and Aubrey Plaza, encased in nude mesh and pink Miu Miu crystals.

At the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony in Tinseltown, Dua Lipa opted for a sequined Prada bra to steal the spotlight, while Zendaya showed off her most daring look yet: a signature Bob Mackie number topped with a gold Waist is held together with dental floss. Think Cher at the Oscars, but more nude. If “naked dressing” has long been at the top of the red carpet trend charts, this is a hide-and-reveal style staged to the extreme. Party season I guess Is Come.

The question of whether we have had enough abs for a decade has been answered with a resounding “no!” on the spring/summer 2025 catwalks. London Fashion Week was one of the sexiest in recent memory, thanks to cut-out queen Nensi Dojaka’s comeback with Calvin Klein, Marco Capaldo’s desire to wow the editors with his 16Arlington hot pants to bring the collar, and to the angelic world with that certain something from Simone Rocha, who delved deeply into the idea of ​​women’s gardens for the coming season. Much emphasis has been placed on this anti-wallflower styling – see also: The Miu Miu girl who piles chainmail belts over her sports briefs in Milan – and has become an antidote to the quiet luxury that has suffused fashion since the pandemic of Greige, but cheeky imparts Smalls have always rivaled the siren call of The Row.

The wild look-at-me attitude of technical underwear as outerwear reached its new peak somewhere between Bella Hadid’s racy runway return (money talk) and Kim Kardashian’s buxom Mugler bodice moment alongside a bewildered 92-year-old Rita Moreno at the Museum Gala. Both undoubtedly made for funny pictures. But in a world where Emily Ratajkowski, a major ambassador of the casual look, can’t walk her dog without being harassed, it’s surprising that the VS juggernaut swagger has come back into focus and made us realize how far the trend has already progressed. Where can we really go from here? And do we want our generation’s style to be defined by the spoils of an expensive Reformer membership when there is so much other brilliant fashion on offer? Please write your thoughts on a postcard.