Ava Phillippe wore a black polka-dot spaghetti strap dress with lace detailing to the Wuthering Heights premiere in Los Angeles, January 2026.
Michelle Mao wore a faux-fur jacket, floral mini skirt, tights, and pointed flats for Interview Magazine during Sundance 2026 in Utah.
It’s not quite backstage. Not quite a red carpet. Not even outside. But on the carpeted floor of a hotel elevator lobby, Michelle Mao is crouched — applying lip color with one hand, iPhone angled in the other like a mirror. A candid moment, deliberate in posture but still incredibly everyday.
She’s layered up, soft but smart. A blush-mauve faux fur coat , oversized enough to look like it belongs in someone’s closet from another decade. Underneath, a muted floral mini-dress with a subtle flare and hem that cuts just mid-thigh. Black opaque tights , not too matte, not shiny. Her shoes peek out — brown pointed-toe flats that feel thrifted rather than styled. The whole outfit leans cozy but not curated.
And there’s a pink top-handle bag resting on the floor beside her — bowed detail at the seam, zip slightly open. It looks thrown, not placed, and that’s the quiet genius of this shot. The stained glass glows above her. She’s positioned beside a glass wall and paneled wood like she wandered into the wrong party and made it her dressing room.
There’s something a little defiant in the squatted stance — an implicit rejection of pristine, posed femininity. She gets ready on her own terms, on her own floor, with her own mirror.
It’s not elegance for admiration — it’s softness set down like luggage: lived-in, a little wrinkled, and distinctly hers.
Mckenna Grace wore a mint green leather coat over a navy shirt dress on the Spring 2026 cover of Behind the Blinds magazine.
On the Spring 2026 cover of Behind the Blinds , Mckenna Grace appears exactly how a fashion editor might imagine a Gen-Z Hamlet in suburbia — reflective, slightly adrift, weather-softened. The setting: grass, greenery, sun-dapple white blooms. The clothing: sharply styled but quiet. She wears a structured mint green leather coat , the kind that feels like late-era Miuccia — vaguely clinical, consciously unfeminine, and just a hair too large in the shoulders. Underneath, a dark navy button-down shirt dress plays peekaboo — collar popped, hem tucked just out of frame, legs bare to the knee.
