McCartney is both the creative director of her own brand and fashion’s foremost sustainability proponent. She’s been reading up on the subject of rewilding via the British naturalist Miriam Rothshild (nickname Queen Bee) and is putting some of its principles into practice at her home in the English countryside. On a Zoom call, she cheerfully promised it can be done on a Manhattan fire escape too, by adding soil and a little log pile to a shoe box and leaving it be. “Nature will come, you’ll see,” she told me. As long as it’s one of my neighoborhood’s red tail hawks, and not the other kinds of wildlife New York City is so well known for.
The rewilding and rechilding concepts she spoke about manifested on a twist-neck blouse printed with creatures forced out of Great Britain by civilization (lynx included), and in brightly colored cotton broderie anglaise dresses and separates as sweet as doll’s clothes. She cut her trademark boss tailoring in tiger stripe jacquards and soft pink wool, but she also played around with miniskirts, her shortest in recent memory. You could say McCartney took the theme to heart. Low-slung yellow jeans and a cami in the same acid shade conjured her ’90s wild child days.
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