Though YSL famously “detested fashion,” clothes seemed to love the guy. He made tuxes look so good that women started wearing them.
This guy made the cheekiest music of his time, all the while rocking that I-just-rolled-out-of-a-bombshell’s-bed look.
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Even as he was copping Bogey’s style in Breathless (1960), the original Franco bad boy possessed a swagger all his own.
James Dean had rolled-up T-shirt sleeves. Alain Delon had open-collar shirts that evoked a feeling of eternal summer on the French Riviera.
French New Wave, with its spate of style-influential classics, started with this man.
This crooner embodied the quintessential French louche, especially compelling alongside a gal like Francoise Hardy.
Hubert de Givenchy
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The “master of non-assaultive style” made subtlety his signature. Even when standing back and photographed with his muse, Audrey Hepburn, it seemed like the flash blubs were directed at him.