The stereotypical idea is that today’s young people are a sexual, tampered breed of welfare, which is the greatest joy to collect loyalty stamps at their local sweets cafe. Natasha Zenko – which is just to run a promoted fisherman outside her London flagship. During his latest collection in the 1990s, he said about his student days in Ukraine’s Odisha, Odisha, “I will party all night in the party and the next morning will still be in a test in the same clothes.” He added, “I didn’t take a single pallets class, and guessed what I was saved. Sometimes it must be disturbed.” “I’m still a mess!” So this was his manifesto for spring 2026.
And where it is better to bring it to life than the Sohu box. This is the place where anything can happen, and usually,-a night’s debris was on a desk of smoking bone vents. Such as: Slop a cigarette with burning. Club floor stains containing low sling sweat. And from the inside, with the crooked plaque, the polo was drawn to the moment. A series of advanced played shirts came from dead stock when men wore shirts to dance? And a turtle skirt was wrapped with his own sleeve, as if someone was caught with a guard and covered with a hurry with a lover’s jacket. Evening Ware played a major role: raw edge LBD, permanently crushed lace, cranoline mini clothes, and a number of puff hair with a cup of exposed bra, who brought the Sloven Rangers out of the king’s road in their last day. Zenko said, “Despite all our efforts, the best clothes are the same as we have left at the end of the night.”
If the designer began to eliminate the spiral porridnism on the bottom of the culture, he found his things in the largest salezides of pop culture: in Johnny Deep’s Rowel Duke Fear and dirty in Las VegasWhose aviation was re -erected in the ski -fit, and in the unlucky raplay of Nicholas Cage Wild in the heartIts famous snake’s skin jacket is re -imagined with torn panels. (Cooperation with Philip Flop brand Huviana only added to the loose spirit of all of it.) But Zico’s new stylist was also influenced by the spigel, whose arrival has recently seen a lively palette-golden pluz, yellow pins, mint grains, and ice blues recently. “All these clothes I see online,” he said. “So behes, so nothing.” This reporter is smelling of cigarette smoke.
