Addison Rae wore a black vinyl coat and fishnet tights at the 2026 Spotify Best New Artist event in West Hollywood, California.
At the 2026 Spotify Best New Artist event in West Hollywood, Addison Rae wasn’t trying to blend in — not even a little. Sandwiched between two feather-masked companions in theatrical tailoring, Rae held the middle in what felt like a deliberate pivot: less costume, more edge. Her outfit? A high-gloss black vinyl coat , slightly flared, belted at the waist, hem hitting just below the hips. The surface? Shiny enough to reflect spotlights, maybe even thoughts. The cut? Sharp. A wide lapel with pale contrast piping keeps the silhouette in check. Underneath: fishnet tights , crystal clear. The coat isn’t pretending to be a dress. It just is.
Addison Rae wore a ruffled mini ensemble with beaded mesh boots during her 2026 Spotify performance in West Hollywood, California.
At the 2026 Spotify Best New Artist event in West Hollywood, Addison Rae didn’t just perform — she declared something. Not with volume or sparkle, but with movement, silhouette, and a strange sense of awkward charm. Her performance look ? A creamy white tailored jacket , snapped snug at the waist, worn over micro-ruffled tap-shorts-that-weren’t-really-shorts . From a distance, it gave French can-can meets figure skating — but quieter. Less flourish, more decision.
Her knee-high boots were the true flourish: nude mesh completely encrusted with pearlescent beadwork , curling in symmetrical patterns like frozen tides. They gleamed under the spotlight — silently, but enough. Paired with fishnet tights and a flush of thigh, it was a textbook example of onstage fashion engineered to move. Every step brought a shift in texture, every kick revealed a flicker of sparkle.
Hair hung loose, mostly straight, though definitely tousled — not by product, but sweat. And the makeup didn’t scream. It whispered. Neutral lip, minimal shimmer on the lid, foundation sweating into skin. Which was the point. This wasn’t polished, red carpet Addison. It was version two — more athletic, more kinetic, still playing sexy, but less filtered.
Maya Hawke shifts through Vogue Hong Kong’s February 2026 issue, caught between raw intimacy and industrial grit.
In Vogue Hong Kong’s February 2026 issue, Maya Hawke is framed in four different moods. On the cover, she sits on a wooden floor, red button-down over black, lavender shorts, earrings heavy, gaze steady. Minimalist, almost stripped of polish, the shot feels like a pause more than a pose.
Then the switch. Barefoot on a white motorcycle, industrial walls behind her. Orange and black skirt with lace trim, bandeau top, blazer tossed over. It’s bold but not loud, more like a dare whispered than shouted.
Another frame leans into color. A green dress with volume, blue accents at the sleeves, her body pressed against a weathered brick column. The contrast is sharp — elegance against decay, fabric against stone.
The last image folds intimacy back in. She rides pillion, arms wrapped around a driver in black leather. Lavender gloves, light blue outfit, head resting on his shoulder. It’s tender, almost cinematic, but grounded in the grit of corrugated metal behind them.
Together, the spread doesn’t flatten her. It lets her shift. Floor quiet, motorcycle edge, brickwall elegance, urban embrace. Vogue Hong Kong doesn’t chase one image. It lets Maya be many.
