Emma Brooks attended the Prabal Gurung fashion show in New York on September 13, 2025, wearing a purple dress with leopard heels.
Emma Brooks stood on the stone steps outside Prabal Gurung’s New York show, the door behind her carved and heavy, almost medieval. The dress — dark purple, sleeveless, cinched at the waist, flaring at the hem — carried a kind of frozen glamour. Regal, but not untouchable.
Her shoes broke the spell. Leopard print, sharp heels, playful, almost foolish glamour. They clashed with the solemn backdrop, but that clash gave the look its bite.
Emma Brooks attended the Pandora Talisman Collection launch in New York City on September 8, 2025, wearing a strapless black dress.
Emma Brooks stood against Pandora’s pink wall, letters in gold shouting the brand’s name above her. Strapless black dress, cinched with a belt, buckle gleaming. The silhouette was sharp, almost severe, softened only by the cascade of jewelry — rings stacked, earrings catching light, necklace heavy with its pendant.
Her hair fell in waves, blonde, loose, a counterpoint to the strictness of the dress. She smiled, but the smile felt rehearsed, like part of the staging. Accessories everywhere, glittering, almost too much. Bombastic at the same time as elegant.
There’s something awkward in the mix. The dress too plain, the belt too bold, the jewelry too layered. Yet together, they created tension — a look that felt lived-in, imperfect, but alive.
Not just a brand launch appearance. More like a snapshot of glamour under pressure, where fashion bends toward spectacle and personality cuts through the noise.
Emma Brooks attended the Diesel fashion show in Milan on September 23, 2025, wearing a gradient dress with denim boots.
Emma Brooks arrived at Diesel’s Milan show smiling, sunglasses catching the reflection of the city around her. The dress — white fading into gray, sleek, sleeveless — clung with a kind of frozen glamour. And then the boots. Denim, slouchy, almost careless. Foolish glamour, maybe, but striking.
She carried a ruched handbag, dark brown, oversized, heavy against her shoulder. It looked more like luggage than accessory, but that weight gave the outfit its imbalance, its charm. A lavish mess turned into theatre.
There’s something raw in the mix. The dress too refined, the boots too casual, the bag too large. Yet together, they worked. Bombastic at the same time as understated. Brooks leaned into the awkwardness, let the imperfections breathe.
Not just an event look. A vignette of front row fashion, drawn in gradient fabric and denim, where style is contradiction, grit, and personality all at once.
