2025 is that friend you still see at parties even though you stopped liking them in March. Some outfits were untouchable, most were confusing, and a few were genuinely scary. A part is worth unpacking, and a part deserves to stay in the floorboard of last year’s taxi ride. But here’s what made the cut.
Jogging In Silk
Elevated athleisure is what happens when sportswear outgrows the gym. And the coffee shop. And the errands. Suddenly, sweatpants aren’t just for emotional avoidance, they’re paired with leather, pointy kitten heels, and the confidence of someone who didn’t break a sweat. It keeps some of the comfort, and leans into styling.
Folded Up
One collar just wasn’t enough. Shirts, jackets, even the occasional sweater felt the need to compete for attention at the neckline. Two collars, stacked neatly, sitting above the shoulders like tiny architectural statements, it made sense. Simple layering, but I was truly convinced.
Choke Chic
High necks were taken seriously, let me tell you that much. Everything climbs a little higher, sleeves push up a little tighter, collars stand a little prouder. Possibly the most uncomfortable trend of all, but oddly commanding. Fashion can be suffocating, literally, and still look good doing it.
Wild On Walk
Animal print went feral. Cow, leopard, deer, and snake prints were all over. I saw a girl slapping leopard tapestry around every single one of her apartment’s walls at some point. Too much for some, bold and patterned for others. But one slightly wrong move from anyone, and it bites back, brutally, and often ends up on the worst outfits of the year.
Cover All Coat
There’s nothing more satisfying than an ultra-long coat when your closet is actively working against you. It hides everything beneath it and turns avoidance into style. It’s fashion as self-protection, no effort, no explanation, just a good old long silhouette. Make it a trench if you want to pass for put-together, a leather one if you want bonus points, and that’s really it.
The Wrap-Up
Fashion sometimes just wants to drape. Capes and ponchos showed up in every possible context, except the warm old granny way. Sheer over wedding-guest dresses, weighted and serious on the Met steps, sliced open at the back for no real reason other than effect. Everything was intentional, fabric moving exactly when, where, and how it was meant to.
