72 Hours in Paris

Moving through runways, showrooms, galleries, and storefronts, we traced the season as it unfolded. The rhythm was familiar—early call times, tightly packed schedules, the constant shift between fashion presentations and quiet moments of discovery. But beyond the itinerary, it was the unexpected details that stayed with us. Laila Gohar sugar cube sculptures—small, intricate, collectively architectural—made the fleeting feel permanent. Oyuna London cashmere-draped chairs, suspended mid-air, balanced surrealism with stillness. A square-toed shoe from Phoebe Philo, its sharp silhouette tucked away in a Dover Street Market alcove. Hardware from Simone Rocha catching the light just so, transforming an accessory into an artifact. A lunch break set against Ann Demeulemeester tableware by SERAX, where cake felt less like dessert and more like a moment of pause, a quiet contrast to the market’s relentless pace. Trends fade, but the feeling remains—shaped by what caught our eye, what made us stop, what stayed long after we left.