Rosé appears in ELLE Korea’s February 2026 issue, styled in multiple bold outfits with layered textures and urban contrasts.
The February 2026 issue of ELLE Korea places Rosé in a sequence of frames that lean into confidence and texture, each outfit distinct, each pose deliberate.
One cover shows her in a black leather jacket paired with a beret, white collared shirt underneath. Hair loose, styled up, the look sharp but not overdone. It feels like street style , elevated yet casual chic.
Another frame shifts tone. A voluminous gray dress with dramatic sleeves, accessories heavy–earrings, necklace. She sits poised, heels visible, the ruffles swallowing space. It’s less about glamour, more about presence.
Then a mustard-yellow trench coat, shiny, belted at the waist. Bouquet of pink flowers in hand. Against black backdrop, the outfit pops, playful but structured.
A darker editorial follows. Black leather trench coat, sheer tights, white heels, leather cap. Seated on a couch, legs crossed. Minimalist, almost severe, but softened by posture.
Finally, a burnt-orange gown, ruffled and layered, voluminous. Statement earrings, hair slicked back. The gown dominates, the plain background letting color and texture carry the weight.
Mila Kunis wore a white hoodie with rainbow graphic, dark brown leggings, and light grey sneakers while leaving Starbucks in Los Angeles on January 22, 2026.
Mila Kunis was spotted leaving a Starbucks in Los Angeles on January 22, 2026 — the kind of moment that doesn’t ask for applause, just a quiet nod. She’s in a white oversized hoodie, the kind you pull on when you’re not trying to impress anyone but yourself. There’s a small rainbow stripe across the chest — not political, not performative, just there. Dark brown leggings hug her legs, practical, unapologetic. Light grey sneakers, probably Asics, look lived-in, like they’ve done miles. A teal backpack with geometric shapes hangs off one shoulder — functional, maybe even thrifted. Sunglasses hide her eyes, which is fine. She’s holding a green drink and her phone. That’s it. No fanfare. No styling team. Just a woman walking down a sidewalk, doing the thing.
What’s more telling than the clothes is the posture — shoulders loose, gaze ahead, not scanning for cameras. That’s the real statement. Not the hoodie. Not the bag. The way she moves through the world like it owes her nothing, and she owes it even less.
Natasha Lyonne was seen leaving Chateau Marmont in Los Angeles on January 21, 2026, wearing a fur-collared leather jacket and black silk pants.
The tiles shine wet under the night lights, a faint echo of old Hollywood mood. Natasha Lyonne walks out arm in arm, smiling, curls in full command of the scene — that unmistakable red halo catching every stray flash.
She’s layered in a black leather jacket with a wide cream fur collar , half-zipped for air and attitude. The contrast — soft lining against slick surface — feels very her, scrappy luxury. Below, loose black satin trousers with crisp white piping skim over dark suede boots , the subtle movement of fabric playing against the street’s wet reflection.
A gray Ventura baseball cap keeps it nonchalant, tipped forward just enough to blur the celebrity veneer into something sharper, cooler. The sunglasses (at night, of course) seal it off with signature irony. And then there’s the pop — a structured mustard-yellow Valentino shoulder bag , squarish and bright like a deliberate punctuation mark against an all-black rhythm.
