Also on the Rated by FACE playlist: Tyler, the Creator, Heavy Lungs, Tara Lily and RenzNiro.
Moncler Genius’ SS22 show leads viewers through five cities across the globe in real time, traversing the realms of fashion, film, music, art and extreme sport along the way.
TikTok puritanism be damned – we can't wait for Sydney Sweeney and Glen Powell's saucy rom-com to come out. We've rounded up our favourite steamy romantic comedies, from Spike Lee classics to unexpectedly hot cult flicks.
Fashion news of the week: Plus, Ukraine Fashion Week makes a comeback, Burberry celebrates its check print, Diesel and LN-CC team up on a bag collab, and Jeremy Corbyn and Nicholas Daley band together on a silent auction for Palestine.
Also on the Rated by THE FACE playlist: Nemzzz, DJ Python, Tate McRae and Smerz.
After all, Molly-Mae did it. And against a backdrop of botched procedures and a pandemic-fuelled return to natural beauty, it would seem many others are following in the influencer’s direction. THE FACE explores whether or not tweakment reversal could be the next big thing.
Featuring Billie Eilish’s return, Amaarae’s sad girls anthem, and the West Midlands link up of Pa Salieu and M1llionz.
The Hellp’s frontman is one of the key players of 2020s underground music, and his emotive visual art has led to collaborations with Rosalía and 2hollis. So why does he still doubt himself?
As the world of “crossover” boxing descended on Manchester last weekend, Clive Martin was given Triple A access to its “biggest, baddest and best event yet”.
Rated by The Face: a playlist featuring Nilüfer Yanya, Tems, Len and Salute & Rina Sawayama.
The film of the summer (that is, in case you need reminding, about a children's toy) has given us all an acute case of Barbie Girl Syndrome.
Styles’ jaunt around the US for Love On Tour has come to a close, which means significantly less Hazza content will be popping up on our feeds. As we mourn the loss, we’ve rounded his best sartorial moments from his 42-date run.
Avril and Tyga. Timmy and Kylie. And now Taylor and Matty. You can’t convince us there isn’t something in the air.
Forget the pristine polish of an all-black get-up. We should be slouching around in muddy brown, apparently.
