Within the first few minutes of her resort 2026 preview, Natasha Zinko only committed a rare faux by admitting that she is not absolutely capable of worshiping the fashion seasons. (An opinion shared, but rarely pronounced by most other designers.) It was an unusual remark – not only because of the refreshing frankness – but because this collection was one of Zinko’s best to date: much more well -founded and credible, than the dystopian fantasies (if you were still fantasies in the outnis. Creative doubt that she landed on a fully relatible story based on the everyday life of an American neighborhood with a flat roof.
“I thought of the idiom of ‘as the last resort’,” said the designer. “But also what that old saying could represent in more literal terms, in which people make a final attempt to have a holiday.” From there she introduced herself and costumed, a cast of stereotypical sunscreen holidays. A local seller of used cars were used by the director of her brand-in a large check suit with sleeves rolled up to reveal a second set of raw edges underneath; A Hooligan obsessed by football in Scheve Rits Jeans and a pure tee printed with the name and song of his favorite player; And a mechanic-inspired by the father of Zinko-in an inside uniform of acid-treated, upcycled trucks. Then a bodybuilder came into a tank top and pleated jersey sweat, followed by a glamorous cougar in a twisted leather bodycon dress and trending platform string sandals, and her teenage daughter in a mini dress with bubble herb split from striped polo shirt fabric.
Whether this will in fact be the last resort collection from Zinko? Well, let’s not hope so. “If I feel it, I will do it,” she said with a shoulder pick. Just as Deadpan were the leather shoppers of this season, enjoy replica vouchers from the Broker Street store of the brand; Daily cotton towels converted into spacious flap bag-gene for hiding valuables on the beach and street, just column dresses. Even with the double-legged pants, sleeveless micro-dresses and upside down skirts of the fixation of the last seasons with surgical failed bodies-leek the collection a little less pleasant, or self-consciously demanded than before. “It’s an easier look,” concluded the designer. “The message is: you have rolled out of bed and your hair is a mess, but you want to enjoy everything you have left of the sun. Everything here feels effortless.” Hmmm. Effortless or low? “Go with me,” she said.