Earlier this week, Kylie Jenner arrived at Jean Paul Gaultier and Simone Rocha’s spring 2024 Haute Couture present in nothing however a flesh-toned corset with a diaphanous sheet of material spilling from its bust. She seemed like a dressmaker’s model bewitched with life–Gaultier’s atelier has, in any case, crafted a collection of dummies to Jenner’s precise bodily proportions–however she additionally seemed as if she had simply awoken from an evening of erm, deep sleep, in a luxe resort suite.

Take into account the collapsed bouffant, the “I’ve simply wrapped this chiffon bedspread round myself whereas gathering room service” perspective. Jenner’s lean into the bed room bombshell archetype reached its logical conclusion on the ultimate night of Paris Couture Week. That’s as a result of she was photographed whereas heading out for dinner in a bra, knickers, and what seemed like a hastily-fastened bathrobe. Even the hair had been spritzed and gelled and fingered via to evoke a just-showered look.

It tracks, then, that John Galliano ought to request Kylie’s presence at his Maison Margiela Artisanal presentation for the second time in 12 months. The couturier loves an hourglass, doll-like siren. A mad, dangerous and harmful, organ-crunchingly lovely coquette. He despatched no less than 40 of these via the underside of the Pont Alexandre III final evening–conjuring a world of squalor and romance and chest-clutching histrionics–a wretched hinterland populated with fugitives, pickpockets and streetwalkers. The theatrics of all of it sufficient to encourage Jenner to dial-up her personal powers of seduction.