The runway has long been the theatre of the world’s greatest minds. Whilst it’s the fashion that often leaves an indelible mark on any one individual, sometimes, just sometimes, a ravishing beauty serve might come along with it. One lusted after and forever immortalised in the psyche—like the devastating delivery that was Maison Margiela’s haute couture runway earlier this year for spring/summer 2024 .
Pat McGrath’s now-legendary hyper-real, porcelain skin, with chromatic accents no one could look away from. And whilst it wasn’t one someone could ‘realistically’ take off the runway and into the streets, it seemed like the beauty cognoscenti were at once invigorated: to lean towards the dramatic and experimental once again. Likewise, it sparked a certain joy in me.
It had me thinking: when was the last time I harboured this same desire? To have unbridled fun with a make-up look; to let my brushes do the painting (and the talking)? Whilst the Margiela doll-like skin was not on my personal agenda, it was the mesmerising colour wash of the couture show (so reminiscent of McGrath’s older work for Galliano at Dior) that enchanted me anew. At one point of time, that candy-coloured crush—think operatic blush smears and juxtaposing hues streaked all over lids—seemed like it could only belong on the runway or incorporated into stage costume.Yet if there’s one thing we’re learning from the zeitgeist of today, it’s the proclivity towards unrestrained self-expr.