In a normal year, GQ’s fashion team spends January and June on the globe-trotting, jawnz-dropping odyssey that is men’s fashion week. This year, of course, is nothing close to normal. The June fashion weeks were bumped to July, and (for the most part) they’ve all gone digital, too, with Virgil Abloh dabbling in animation for his Louis Vuitton show, and Jonathan Anderson embracing all things crafty at Loewe. One big change, obviously, is the glaring absence of street style: if there are no in-person shows, there are no chances to flex on your way to and from the shows, either.
Or so you’d think! Our crack fashion squad isn’t going to let the digitization of fashion week stand in the way of dressing like champs. Sure, we’re swapping out double-breasted blazers for some tie-dye, but the vibes remain strong. Here’s what GQ’s fashion editors are wearing to check out digital fashion week.
I’m dressing as E-Z as possible in Quar, but most days I feel I need a shirt collar as a small sign of respect to the very real GQ business going down on Zoom. Kapital Sarouel Nouvelle pants have quickly become definitive Quar gear.
Shirt – RTH
Tee – Our Legacy
Pants – Kapital
Watch – Tudor
Shoes – Sabah
Sneakers – Cactus Jack Nike
Bracelet – The Great Frog
I’m wearing a Marine Serre jacket made out of deadstock jacquard towels and white terry cloth basketball shorts from Need Supply. This is the only silhouette I want to wear all summer: a shrunken little old lady jacket with the world’s swishiest shorts. And I’m wearing….FitFlops??? They are my mom’s and pretty similar to a much pricier pair by The Row. I would absolutely wear this to a fashion show, by the way, though I would probably wear an anklet to make it Paris-level turbo. (And I would hope and pray that Vogue.com credited the FitFlops.)
This is my feeling fancy Indian vest casual drip.
This is my “escape to gravel roads” vibe. It’s all vintage, except the green kurta. (Shouts to Ishwari at Vintage India NYC ??) I bring the silk scarf and leather vest with me everywhere, and the Adidas are from the ‘70s—I picked them up during quar. I’m looking forward to what good the fashion industry does with this reset button they’ve been given. It was always such a luxury to travel to Europe for the shows, but it’s nice to step back and watch from afar as our industry adapts to a worldwide crisis.
When I bought this Prada shirt I’d had visions of wearing it in June in Paris, but alas, New York in July will have to do! Ditto with these Chanel slides. Both have the casual, yet put together vibe I prefer during the summer. Comfort has been key this entire Quar season, but now that it’s getting hotter I’ve swapped my sweats for shorter and stretchier pieces like this Inamorata romper. Finally, I never feel fully dressed with a few gold pieces, so I piled on some chains from Mejuri, Tiffany & Co, and Brinker & Eliza.
I didn’t realize I needed a pink trucker hat until Mayan Rajendran started making them under his Again&Again label. But I’ve long known that I needed a pair of Sid Mashburn’s tassled loafers, and they’ve added some much needed class to my otherwise sweats-and-’Stocks quarantine. The holey denim shirt is my safety blanket, and the tie-dye is the product of some recent homebrew with the family. (It’s almost as good as my mom’s.)
I’ve watched most of the fashion week videos in my bed, but some version of this fit is what I’ve been putting on after: destroyed vintage tee, destroyed vintage Levi’s, and Rick Owens Ramones that are on their way to getting destroyed. Since I don’t know when I’ll have a reason to dress up again I’ve been going deep down vintage tee internet wormholes. I’m also wearing a Beepy Bella pearl necklace, Tudor Black Bay 58, and a pair of Ray-Bans I got when I was 16. I think they’re secretly fake, but I dug them out of storage recently and have been wearing them every day (+ mask, of course).
Catching digital fashion week (and some rays) from the backyard in this embroidered vintage top from my grandmother’s closet.
