Indholdsfortegnelse for Summer 2024 i Vogue

IT CAME OUT OF THE blue in October 2022—as terrible news often does. Hamish Bowles, The World of Interiors editor, Vogue editor, and a dear friend, had suffered a stroke. My first reaction: disbelief. How unimaginable that this brilliant man, forever in motion, who thought nothing of going from Marrakech to Seoul to Los Angeles in the space of a week, who could curate a museum exhibition in Mumbai, edit a magazine in London, and dash off a dozen fashion reviews all the while, would be rushed to a hospital, unable to speak or walk. Would he recover? Of course he would. But when I saw Hamish, I understood that the road would be hard and long. Here we are not even two years later, and while he’s still on…

Life was very crowded in late October 2022. I had managed to meet a tight deadline to finalize the catalog accompanying “India in Fashion,” an exhibition that I curated celebrating the lure that the country has had on Western designers from Charles Frederick Worth to Alexander McQueen, and the glorious explosion that it has seen in recent years from its own artisans and designers. (It was the culmination of a three-year project, which survived the COVID-19 pandemic and ultimately opened—in glittering style—at the Nita Mukesh Ambani Cultural Centre in late March 2023.) In other cultural asides, I was swept up in La Bohème at the Royal Opera House and relished my second foray into Only an Octave Apart at Wilton’s Music Hall with moving and hilarious performances by Justin Vivian…

The year is 2004, and Sienna Miller is stomping the streets of Notting Hill in slouchy boots and a frilly white dress—it could be circa 1960 vintage, or something from Phoebe Philo’s spring 2004 collection for Chloé. A hundred or so miles to the west, Kate Moss is backstage at Glastonbury in tiny shorts, a waistcoat, and a studded vintage belt—a cool and loose style soon described as “new bohemian.” (Miller, in her Roberto Cavalli handkerchief dresses, Ossie Clark tops, and coin belts, co-headlines this bill.) Stateside, Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen are running around Manhattan wearing sandals and ruffled dresses under T-shirts and hoodies; on the West Coast, Jessica Alba walks the red carpet in a chiffon dress over jeans, with Kate Hudson captured by paparazzi in a breezy white…

On a recent trip to Scotland, the model Vivien Solari, 45, swam every day, sometimes twice a day, in beautifully clear and crisp water of around 46 to 50 degrees Fahrenheit. Solari, who is known for her work for designers like Calvin Klein, Louis Vuitton, and Burberry, swam in Loch Linnhe, rubbing shoulders with seals. But more often you’ll find her carving through the waves of the strait between the Isle of Wight and mainland England, where she has lived for 22 years. Her skin has the kind of glow that looks like she is intravenously fed Hailey Bieber x Erewhon collagen smoothies. “To be immersed in something powerful and wild is often a humbling experience,” Solari says. “The water demands your respect, but it is nurturing too. It helps…

It’s not every day that two artists who are married to each other have simultaneous solo shows at the same museum—and remain on speaking terms. This summer, Samantha (Sam) Moyer and Eddie Martinez will both mount shows at the Parrish Art Museum in Water Mill, Long Island. It helps that their work is very different, although related in its combination of abstract and figurative elements. Moyer’s massive stone sculptures and sculptural paintings, in which pieces of stone are set in plaster-covered, fresco-like canvases, have a precise, almost classical presence. Martinez’s powerhouse paintings, which often include collage elements, have an eccentric, slapdash energy that echoes Robert Rauschenberg’s anythinggoes “combines” and Philip Guston’s cartoony figuration. They’re in constant motion, as is their maker. (He does sculpture too.) “Creative collaborations and artist relationships…

Weeks before the torch is lit to ignite the 2024 Olympic Games in Paris, Vogue World will unfold at the Place Vendôme—the very first time a fashion show has been held in this most iconic and historic of locations. (Its Vendôme Column was built by Napoleon, and it is home to The Ritz: Need we say more?) Expect a starry cast of hundreds (live streamed, of course, on Vogue.com) enlivening a spectacle that will rival the Games themselves. In the pages that follow, a few friends pay tribute to the coming together of strength, elegance, and attitude.…

Plum Sykes’s delectable new book, Wives Like Us (HarperCollins), bears a strong resemblance to the Austen-era novels of the 19th century, although it’s a far greater fortune than 10,000 pounds that makes a country gentleman a desired catch. The heroines at the heart of this comic tale are mostly paired up anyway—but what’s to stop them from scheming? Sykes sets the modern-day measures of social influence (Instagram followers, swimsuit start-ups, glam teams at one’s beck and call) against a Cotswold landscape of manor houses and horse stables, and the result is a delightful mash-up: a loving portrait of a social milieu that values tradition but is also chasing what’s new.—CHLOE SCHAMA Ram Murali’s Death in the Air (HarperCollins) is set in a remote Indian retreat bearing an uncanny resemblance to…

Perched on a tiny wooded island humming with African rainforest birds, Gorilla Kingdom is one of the main attractions at London Zoo. And on this unseasonably mild Tuesday morning in late February, it’s a hive of activity: The western lowland primates have two adorable newborns in their midst. “Look, there she is, with her little one!” says Sophie Turner, pointing toward Effie, the proud mama with her two-week-old. The actor had initially proposed a walk on Primrose Hill, but happily obliged when I suggested the nearby zoo—because who could resist the allure of baby gorillas? When she lived in New York, Turner, 28, would take her daughters, Willa, almost four, and Delphine, two in July, to the Central Park Zoo, and this morning she’s come from Willa’s new West London…

What does the phrase panier d’été, or “summer basket,” evoke for you? A swingy rattan reticule brandished by Jane Birkin (the perfect non-accessory for her low-lift white tee and flares)? Or does your mind turn to Édouard Manet’s Le Déjeuner sur l’Herbe, with its indulgent sprawl of ripe fruit and fresh bread? Somehow, the exquisitely crafted leather-and-canvas Panier d’été bag from Hermès weaves together a multitude of sensibilities, from carefree bohemian to considered bourgeois.…