Theme of the Met Gala: “Gilded Glamor”, or the golden age of American history, between 1870 and the beginning of the 20th century (you know the heroines of Edith Wharton’s novels, such as Ellen Olenska de L ‘ age of innocence? there, that story there). Go ahead, therefore, for pomp and decorations, with ruffles and lace with a flavor of the past, with gold and precious details.
Performance: the red carpet of the Met Gala, which marks the vernissage of the Metropolitan Museum of New York’s Costume Institute exhibition (opening to the public on May 7) entitled In America: An Anthology of Fashion.
Rating: good, but not very good. In the sense that not all the guests of the much sought-after party evening, the most glamorous of the year on the East Coast, understood (perhaps) and respected (for sure) the theme of the proposed dress code. If an applause, in this sense, goes for example to one of the hosts of the evening, Blake Lively, sumptuous as never before in Atelier Versace, the same cannot be said for many of the guests, who, although chic and sensual, wanted to play the game with their very personal rules.
In the group of “respectful”, of those who have worked hard to achieve the goal of adhering to the theme of the evening, here is Nicola Coughlan from Bridgerton (and thanks, she and her colleagues were already well weaned on the Gilded Era issue ) and Billie Eilish (almost a stage costume her Gucci), Ariana De Bose (a Moschino is always a good idea, in cases like this) and Sarah Jessica Parker in her Christopher John Rogers (one who knows how, and when she has to prove it she never backs down), Kaia Gerber (beautiful, beautiful in McQueen) and even Cara Delevingne, promoted despite (or perhaps thanks) her very personal interpretation: off the jacket, here she is topless painted and decorated with gold.
Among the “anarchists”, on the other hand, we would put in the first place all those – and there are so many – who have chosen the reassuring black or the impeccable white: chic, elegant, classic certainly, but perhaps not sufficiently wow! to reflect the proposed theme. From Julianne Moore in Tom Ford (divine, for heaven’s sake, but subdued) to Kerry Washington (sexy, but not enough), from Amy Schumer (boh) to Venus Williams (who obviously just didn’t want to), as well as Kendal Jenner ( his, signed Prada, however, is the longest train of the evening: credit for merit!).
A separate chapter, the battalion of goth punk rock in black leather: we will certainly not grasp, but the sense of the outfits of Bella Hadid, Nicki Minaj and Irina Shaik, in a singular harmony of style (there must be a secret subversive plan underneath ) completely escapes us.
Finally, there are three special mentions. The first for Chiara Ferragni and Fedez in their duo debut on this red carpet. Nice to see them smiling and just celebrating with them. The second for the always brilliant Alessandro Michele, creative director of Gucci, who chooses to split up and form a new pair of different twins with his alter ego Jared Leto.