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In his cruise collection, Anthony Vaccarello once again reinterprets the heritage and traditions of Yves Saint Laurent and recalls the bohemian era of the 70s: lush multi-tiered maxi skirts, cropped leather jackets and silk scarves tied on the head.
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As in the spring-summer 2025 collection, Vaccarello recalls Yves Saint Laurent’s muse, Loulou de la Falaise, who was responsible for accessories at YSL since the 70s. Loulou was an adherent of the boho style and always wore multi-tiered skirts and blouses, jacquard jackets, beads and several large bracelets on one hand. It was her looks that became one of the sources of inspiration for the couturier.
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Saint Laurent’s second muse, whom Vaccarello brings to the forefront in every collection, is Betty Catroux, the so-called “twin sister” of Yves. Betty and Yves met in Paris in 1967 and became bosom friends. The model inspired the couturier until his death in 2008, and it was she who first modeled the designer’s legendary tuxedo.
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The story told in this collection belongs to Loulou de la Falaise, Betty Catroux and, of course, Yves Saint Laurent, but it is also the story of Anthony Vaccarello himself. From the very beginning of his career, long before joining YSL, he always knew how to create luxurious dresses. Working at the house helped him become an excellent colorist and designer, learning to delicately juggle gold-embroidered patterns, muslin of magnificent shades and the finest knitted textures.
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Let’s be real: Anthony Vaccarello isn’t just designing clothes—he’s hosting a séance with YSL’s ghosts, and honey, they’ve got notes. For Resort 2025, he’s conjuring the ’70s bohemian chaos of Loulou de la Falaise (tiered skirts! Scarves tied like a mood!) and Betty Catroux’s icy-cool androgyny (tuxedos forever, obviously). But here’s the twist: Vaccarello’s not stuck in the archives. He’s riffing on YSL’s DNA like a jazz musician—mixing muslin that’s softer than a sigh with gold embroidery that screams “I woke up like this, dahling.”
This collection? It’s a love letter to the muses who taught us that style is either all the bracelets or none of them, but also a flex of Vaccarello’s own glow-up. Remember when he was just the guy who could drape a knockout dress? Now he’s out here juggling jacquard, leather, and knitwear like it’s a Cirque du Soleil act.
So, which camp are you in: Team Loulou (maxi skirts, headscarves, chaotic glamour) or Team Betty (tuxes, side-eyes, eternal mystery)? Or are you stealing Vaccarello’s playbook and mashing both together? Sound off below—and if you’re not already obsessing over those cropped leather jackets, what even are you doing?