Emma Brooks attended the Rouge Dior On Stage party in Paris on September 29, 2025, posing against the brand’s red backdrop.
Emma Brooks stepped into Dior’s Rouge On Stage party in Paris and the room itself seemed to shout. Red backdrop, black letters slashed across it, spotlights glaring down like theatre lights. The carpet matched, crimson underfoot, a stage disguised as a photo booth.
She stood in front of it, framed, almost swallowed by the repetition of the brand name. It was bombastic, too strident maybe, but that’s Dior — spectacle first, subtlety later. Brooks leaned into it. Pose sharp, presence steady. The industrial black panels around the booth gave the scene a strange grit, a clash of glamour and raw staging.
Emma Brooks attended the Dolce & Gabbana fashion show in Milan on September 27, 2025, carrying a burgundy handbag.
Emma Brooks stepped into Milan with a look that felt both severe and elegant. Black coat, buttoned, collar high, pockets sharp. It swallowed her frame in structure, a kind of frozen grit. And then — the handbag. Burgundy, glossy, Dolce & Gabbana stamped in gold. A flash of richness against the dark.
She held it low, casual, but the bag carried its own weight. Price, prestige, presence. The kind of accessory that turns a street corner into a stage. The backdrop — car parked, walls yellow and white — ordinary, almost dull. Which made the contrast sharper.
Emma Brooks attended the Stella McCartney fashion show in Paris on September 30, 2025, wearing a suede jacket and patchwork pants.
Emma Brooks walked into Stella McCartney’s Paris show dressed like she had borrowed the city’s grit and stitched it into her clothes. Brown suede jacket, half unzipped, a flash of midriff. Patchwork pants — denim and suede colliding, rough edges turned deliberate. Platform shoes heavy, almost clumsy, but that weight gave her stance a kind of stubborn charm.
She carried a suede bag, matching, not subtle. The industrial backdrop — pipes, pallets, grated floor — made the outfit feel less polished, more lived-in. It wasn’t glamour in the traditional sense. More like a lavish mess, a look that leaned into imperfection.
There’s something raw about it. The jacket too casual, the pants too busy, the tones too brown. And yet, together, they worked. A strange harmony, bombastic at the same time as understated. Brooks didn’t hide the awkwardness — she leaned into it, let the textures speak.
Not just an event look. A vignette of front row fashion, drawn in suede and denim, where style is theatre, grit, and personality all at once.