Roberto Cavalli Owns the Night in «Nero Carnale»
Tue 17 Mar
For FW26–27, Cavalli dimmed the lights on its own mythology. The usual sun-drenched fantasy slipped into something smokier. The runway felt intimate. Black ruled. An after-dark remix of the Cavalli universe.
With Fausto Puglisi at the helm, the narrative sharpens. He taps the darker tension beneath the prints and gloss. The Cavalli woman does not perform. She commands.
With Fausto Puglisi at the helm, the narrative sharpens. He taps the darker tension beneath the prints and gloss. The Cavalli woman does not perform. She commands. Silhouettes cling, then cut away. Tailoring grips the waist before kicking into sculpted A-line skirts, crinolines amplifying the hip. Gladiator dresses slice the body in decisive lines, armoured yet inviting. Texture prowls. Python and croc-embossed leather wraps close. Mohair sparks against vinyl zebra flashes. Lurex jaguars stalk the surface. Prints turn nocturnal. Then colour cuts through. Periwinkle. Acid pink. Cyclamen. Like light breaking through a Caravaggio canvas.
Black takes the floor, and Cavalli owns it. Shapes snap. Textures bite. Colour strikes like neon. Sharp. Electric. Unstoppable. This is «Nero Carnale».