Elsie Hewitt made her official bump debut at “The Pickup” World Premiere in Los Angeles on July 27, 2025, embracing a sophisticated, figure-hugging black dress. Her look? A masterful lesson in celebrating form with quiet confidence, proving pregnancy style can be utterly, undeniably chic.
Los Angeles, July 27, 2025. All eyes were on Pete Davidson, yes, but for me, it was Elsie Hewitt who stole the sartorial show at “The Pickup” World Premiere. Making her first public appearance since the delightful news of her pregnancy broke, Elsie stepped onto that red carpet not with a grand statement, but with a nuanced elegance that truly resonated. This, my dears, is how you do maternity style when you have a discerning eye.
Keke Palmer turned heads at ‘The Pickup’ LA premiere, rocking a ‘90s Atelier Versace gown—pewter grey, sheer, beaded, bold. That exposed navel? A daring nod to vintage chic (or a misstep, depending who you ask), blending nostalgia with modern swagger.
There she was, Keke Palmer, owning the red carpet at The Pickup’s world premiere in Los Angeles on July 20, 2025. One glance, and I’m transported—’90s nostalgia hits like a Versace runway flashback. This one-shoulder Atelier Versace gown, plucked from the Fall 1996 collection, screams archival daring. Pewter grey silk, sheer as a whisper, clings to her frame, its beaded swirls catching the light like a disco ball.
The dress cuts a dramatic silhouette—asymmetrical, one-sleeved, flowing to the floor with that signature Italian craftsmanship. The top half? Sheer madness, beaded to perfection, yet… flattening her bust, exposing a belly button that steals focus. Down below, the skirt drapes with European elegance, a soft grey cascade. It’s Versace at its most unapologetic—glamorous, yes, but divisive.
A delicate choker glints at her neck, paired with a single bracelet—subtle, yet luxe. No bag, no shoes in sight (damn that carpet angle!), but the jewelry hints at high-end restraint. Synergy? It’s there, amplifying the ‘90s throwback without clutter.
Those voluminous curls—copper-toned, cascading—scream ‘90s supermodel. Makeup-wise, that specific rouge on her lips? Very Côte d’Azur, 1960, with smoky eyes adding sultry depth. She’s channeling Naomi Campbell, and it works.
Keke’s been raiding archives all 2025—remember that Vanity Fair Oscar Party look? This dress echoes it, yet the navel detail threw me off then, and it does again. Some say it’s dated; I say she owns it, leaning into the era’s sultry attitude. Fashion critic Suzy Menkes once quipped, “Archival is art if you wear it right.” Keke’s close—bold, storytelling, but not fully modernized.
I’m charmed by the commitment, exasperated by the fit. It’s bold, I’ll give it that. But is it wearable? Ah, that’s the question. Tell me, darlings—what do you think of Keke’s ‘90s gamble?
Gracie Abrams, the industry’s burgeoning darling, graced the Hourglass Cosmetics Complexion Event in New York on July 27, 2025, with an effortlessly chic look that whispers volumes. It was a subtle masterclass in refined beauty—a testament to how true glamour lies in the details.
New York, July 27, 2025. The air was buzzing, as it always is in late summer, but at the Hourglass Cosmetics Complexion Event, a different kind of electricity hummed. And Gracie Abrams, she brought it. Not with a shout, but with a whisper—a testament to that rare, exquisite charm that doesn’t need to scream for attention. It’s a very French approach to American celebrity, if you ask me.
She arrived, quite simply, looking impeccable in a black slip dress. Now, a slip dress can be many things: a bedroom staple, a red-carpet risk, or, in Gracie’s hands, a canvas for understated elegance. Hers was a delicate, spaghetti-strap silhouette, hinting at a subtle corset-like structure on the bodice, adding just the right amount of vintage allure without veering into overt boudoir territory. The fabric, likely a silk or a high-quality satin, caught the light with a soft sheen, draping beautifully as she moved. The mini-length offered a youthful, playful counterpoint to the sophisticated top, a balance that’s often difficult to strike. It reminds me of those early ’90s Calvin Klein moments—minimalist, yes, but undeniably sensuous. A chic shrug, a knowing nod to the power of simplicity.
Her accessories were, bless her heart, as perfectly curated as her music. Minimalist gold hoop earrings, a delicate chain, and rings on her fingers—each piece chosen to complement, not compete. This is the art of strategic accessorizing, something too many forget. It’s about the subtle gleam, the hint of luxury, the confidence in allowing the natural beauty to shine through. Less is always more, especially when you have good pieces. And the Hourglass shopping bag she carried? A delightful, almost meta, accessory itself. A quiet flex, non?
But where the true artistry lay, as one might expect at a complexion event, was in her makeup. Oh, that skin! It was luminous, perfected but never heavy. The kind of glow that makes you wonder if she’s just returned from a long, luxurious vacation on the Amalfi Coast. Her brows were impeccably groomed, framing her expressive eyes, and her lips, a soft, natural rose, completed the look. It’s the Hourglass philosophy, isn’t it? Flawless, second-skin perfection that enhances, never masks. Her short, choppy bob, styled with a natural wave, cemented the cool-girl vibe. Effortless, yet utterly intentional. It’s that European knack for looking undone while being perfectly composed.
