Jennifer Lawrence wore a cream belted coat and wide-leg crepe pants while wheeling her carry-on through JFK Airport on January 28, 2026.
Seen moving coolly through the terminal at JFK on January 28, Jennifer Lawrence nailed what most celebrities—and people—get wrong at the airport: ease that doesn’t feel put on.
She wore a soft cream-colored robe coat , open-collar with enough drop in the shoulders and sweep in the fabric to suggest calm, not collapse. It’s The Row’s Delores cashmere coat , and it hangs like it knows it’s expensive but doesn’t brag. Tied casually at the waist, like she just threw it on over something she plans to live in for nine hours.
Underneath, glimpses of La Ligne’s Colby crepe pants , black and cut wide. Not aggressively tailored. Not athleisure. Just long enough to hover above the floor, clean enough to feel considered, even if the vibe is “don’t stop me at security.” On foot, she slipped into Tory Burch Romy sport Mary Janes —black, flat, Velcro-fastened. Not everyone could get away with it; Lawrence does because she doesn’t try to distract from it.
Beauty was minimal, skin fresh, not overtly layered. Slight flush on the cheek, likely Chanel Joues Contraste in Rose Initial , and a faint matte lippress, Chanel Rouge Allure Velvet 60 Intemporelle topping Rose Naturel lip pencil. Hands held her phone and a Starbucks, but on one ring finger: a clear Alison Lou custom engagement ring , quietly eye-catching if you already had the context.
Perched atop her rolling luggage: the iconic Dior Spring 2026 Book Tote , monogrammed as if it’s done this journey alongside her many times before. Behind her, a bright TUMI Voyageur Oslo carry-on in yellow—function meets pop.
This wasn’t “paparazzi-ready”—it was “do-not-disturb” with investment pieces. And somehow, that’s louder.
Madison Beer wore a black oversized jacket with light denim jeans and shearling slippers in Studio City on February 5, 2026.
There’s something comforting about this kind of outfit — real, uncurated, and walked-in. If you ask me, Madison Beer looks like someone who actually has lunch plans and just grabbed what felt right.
Out for lunch in Studio City on February 5, 2026 , she kept it chill in an oversized black leather jacket layered over a simple black cropped button-up top . The jacket hits long and sits slouchy, with that relaxed drop-shoulder thing going — very much a model off-duty trick that still works. The light-wash straight-leg jeans give balance: not too skinny, not too stiff, just middle-of-the-road and wearable.
Footwear? Pure comfort move. Madison threw on camel-colored shearling slippers — the house kind. Not sneaker-hybrid, not styled-soled. Just real slippers. And somehow, it fits. That’s the part I like most about this outfit — she’s mixing “I’m outside” with “I’m still cozy.”
This is the kind of look that belongs in any gallery of laid-back celebrity street style — because there’s no tension in it. It’s not trying too hard, it’s not selling anything. That oversized black bomber is almost certainly vintage or looks it, and that earns points for not overcomplicating things.
Want something comforting, wearable, and genuinely casual? Here’s your sign.
Charli XCX wore a black tank, Saint Sass logo tights, and leather shorts to The Moment after-party in Los Angeles on January 29, 2026.
Coming off the sidewalk and straight into the chaos of The Moment’s hot-ticket after-party in Los Angeles, Charli XCX leaned into sheer attitude over polish—showing up like someone who knows how to command the dark without dressing for the flash.
She wore a nearly brutalist black tank top —cropped but not tight, ribbed but not delicate. No styling tricks, no layers, no bra straps fighting for hierarchy. Just a clean scoop and a brash silhouette. Paired with R and M Leather Tammy micro shorts , unapologetically low-rise and high-shine—nothing couture, nothing precious, just leather meant to hold its own under neon and noise.
Her legs were the headline, though: encased in Saint Sass custom “The Moment” statement tights , sheer black and emblazoned with her own mood. They whispered brand but shouted intent. Charli XCX does not wear tights to fade into the corner. She pairs them with Christian Louboutin Miss Z pumps , razor-tipped and slick as vinyl.
A thick long faux-fur coat , bleached shag and swinging off one arm—more prop than layer. In one hand, a phone. In the other, power. Her hair was loose and glassy, eyes angled behind Off-White Bologna black-framed sunglasses that didn’t leave her face all night.
This wasn’t dressing to be admired—it was dressing to be seen doing something you maybe shouldn’t be.
