Jennie Kim wore a rhinestone Blackpink hoodie and matching velour sweatpants during her Deadline World Tour Tokyo performance in January 2026.
On Day 2 of the Deadline World Tour in Tokyo, January 2026, Jennie Kim stepped onstage dressed like she already knew the internet would make this a full Tumblr-core moment by morning.
Her look? Full velour, black-on-black, rhinestone heat. The Blackpink Velour Zip-Up Hoodie clung cropped to just above the hip. Long-sleeved, hooded, cozy but not passive — with “Blackpink” spelled out in glittering cursive across the chest like an early-2000s fever dream. Below: Blackpink Velour Sweatpants , slouchy at the leg but cut sharply at the waist, worn slightly low to flash a clean midriff line. The matching rhinestone branding repeats calmly on the left thigh.
It’s not high fashion. It’s not trying to be. That’s what makes it stick.
What pulls the whole thing into stage-ready territory is how Jennie uses small details to shift the tone. Jet-black, wraparound sunglasses — cyber more than Y2K — completely block the expression under the stage lights, except for that centre-stage grin. No earrings. Hair slicked back into a tight mid-parted ponytail. Precision. Snatched but chill.
The mic? Pale pink. A killshot of softness against the blackout palette. Perfectly matched to the mic her bandmates held — but hers somehow felt like the accessory.
Jennifer Lawrence wore Latte Lip Glow Oil and Copper Sequin Highlighter for the Dior Beauty campaign shoot in January 2026.
For the January 14, 2026 Dior Beauty campaign shoot, Jennifer Lawrence gave us a beauty look that doesn’t try too hard — but refuses to disappear.
Start from the mouth. She’s applying the Dior Addict Lip Glow Oil in 001 Pink , and yes, it reads as textbook pretty — syrupy rose with a slick, near-iridescent sheen. But it’s the placement that matters. The way she holds the wand, lip slightly parted, like she’s finishing something that doesn’t need finishing. Very Lawrence.
Her skin? Luminous but low-shine. Not matte. Not dewy. It just… breathes. That glazed-candle warmth comes courtesy of the Dior Forever Glow Luminizer Highlighter in 07 Copper Sequin , pulsed across the upper cheekbone and temple like it was buffed in with one soft swipe too many. Strategic restraint. Look even closer, and there’s that Bronzing Balm Stick in 02 Soft Fair , fusing warmth into the hollows just enough to hint at structure without sculpting.
Sweeps of blush — muted but pushed a touch higher than usual — likely Dior’s Rosy Glow Stick in Rosewood . And the base doesn’t budge: her complexion is anchored by Dior Forever Skin Perfect 24H Foundation Stick in 3W , which looks neither detectable nor overbuilt under the camera lens.
The lashes? Inky, full, somehow plush without spiking. That’s the Diorshow Overvolume Extreme Volume Mascara in 090 in motion — no clumps, just sculpted density. Brows hold their shape without getting bossy.
Hair: natural-looking, but we know better. Long layers fall in quiet waves, warmed with a barely-there ash gold tone that softens the entire frame. The curtain fringe? Fluffy. Slightly imperfect. Just flat enough to avoid looking too styled.
There’s one crisp detail: the Alison Lou Custom Engagement Ring , just visible on her left hand as she holds the gloss. It doesn’t sparkle for attention — but it anchors the whole image in something unfiltered.
Maggie Lindemann wore a burgundy leather harness-style corset with micro shorts for the Principle Magazine photoshoot in January 2026.
For the Principle Magazine Photoshoot , January 2026, Maggie Lindemann didn’t just dress for the camera — she challenged it. The result: a leather-drenched silhouette stuck somewhere between fetishwear and fine art.
At first glance, it’s sculptural. Then it gets severe. The bodice is a deep wine-burgundy corset, molded like armor. Boned, paneled, and punctured by a straight row of miniature metal hooks — dozens of them — cinching the front like a Victorian straightjacket sliced into modern fragments. The cut is architectural: sweetheart neckline, halter-style straps, no softness, no room for slouch. It doesn’t hug the body. It harnesses it.
She wore two necklaces — pendants, bold, dark. Gothic in mood, witchy in scale. Her hands were heavy with silver, one flashed ring stacking into the other. Tattoos spilled out of the frame — linework, ink, iconography — like graffiti the studio couldn’t wipe away. Her hair: center-parted and pulled tight behind her ears, nothing fussy, just a dark slicked frame for sleep-smudged liner and muted plum lip.
It’s less about beauty. More about control.
