Ruiqi Jiang for Prada S/S 2020 Campaign
The multitude characterizes Prada, an ever-shifting landscape of meaning, endlessly reinterpreted – not one woman, but many, changing ceaselessly, a reflection of fashion itself. Like the identity of women today, the identity of Prada too is fluid, fluctuating, open to interpretation – confounding explanation, eschewing rhetoric, refuting definition. The paradox and contradiction inherent to Prada make easy categorization or summarization impossible: Prada is simultaneously complex and simple, singular yet multi-faceted.
model: Ruiqi Jiang
client: Prada S/S 2020 Campaign
photography: Jamie Hawkesworth
styling: Olivier Rizzo
hair: Anthony Turner
make up: Dick Page
Maty Ndiaye captured by Dylan Kroonen
Polina Sova auto-portrait for Tom Wood
New times, new business models. A whole world in lock down has forced us to think new and find other ways to work and be creative. Through a series of self taken photos from her home in Berlin, Polina Sova portraits herself. Read the interview with Polina about her work.
Nyarach and Rachel for Burberry S/S 21 at LFW
From the Sea to the Forest: Riccardo Tisci Fuses Nature and Tech at Burberry. Burberry just kicked off the spring/summer 2021 season of London Fashion Week with a show that celebrated renewal, nature and British summertime. The fashion house collaborated on the show with Anne Imhof, an artist synonymous with her groundbreaking endurance performances and
Polina Sova auto-portrait editorial for Vogue Germany
Das Leben im Jetzt: So sieht es aus, wenn sich Model Polina Sova in der Quarantäne selbst inszeniert. Fotostrecken können gerade nicht in Teams entstehen, weshalb Selbstporträts immer mehr in den Fokus rücken. Für uns hat Fotografin und Model Polina Sova jetzt Alltags-Situationen aus der Quarantäne poetisch dargestellt, zuhause in Berlin.
Hanny Peschanel walking Dolce Gabbana Alta Moda show
The Dolce Gabbana Alta Moda fashion show took place in the hillside garden of the Villa Bardini, just outside the city, and set to a dreamy Nino Rota-composed soundtrack. The gold-leaf dusted prosecco might have contributed, but what unfolded on the garden’s steps felt pretty dreamy too: a long and languid procession of fascinator-wearing models in