The looming possibility of a Versace sale cast a long shadow over tonight’s show, turning the usual spectacle into something more charged, more uncertain. As the fashion crowd settled into the tram depot where it was staged, the murmurs were inevitable—was this Donatella Versace’s final bow? And if so, what would Versace even be without Donatella?
This collection had a fresher, almost playful vibe by Versace standards—more sweet than sizzling. Think baby pastels, slip dress and cardigan sets, denim, and tiny shorts. Oh, and let's not forget the perfume bottle and champagne glass heels. But the real magic was in the color combos—something you wouldn’t have seen in the old Versus days. Like that caramel camp shirt paired with lavender trousers? Or a copper tank with a lilac skirt?
The Versace runway was adorned with opulent black shag carpeting and featured an elegant white Escher staircase. Although not officially Milan’s grandest show, it certainly felt that way, as models weaved through the crowd in a grand figure-eight formation.
