Let’s take a moment for the star of the moors, Margot Robbie, and her masterful Wuthering Heights press tour wardrobe—one of the most compelling style narratives we’ve seen since Barbie. She has once again perfected the art of letting a film’s aesthetic bleed into real life, transforming gothic romance into wearable drama through corsets, lace, feather trims, and that unmistakable late-’90s AllSaints energy, all reimagined in moody, windswept tones of burgundy, black, smoky neutrals, and occasional flashes of fiery red.
We all remember how she made hot pink the cultural uniform for Barbie, turning a single Pantone shade into a global obsession. Now, with Wuthering Heights looming on the horizon, Margot and stylist Andrew Mukamal are doing it again—crafting a wardrobe that feels like it was pulled straight from the Yorkshire fog. It’s corsetry as character development: structured bodices with sweeping velvet trains, sheer lace panels that catch the light like mist on the hills, feather-fringed coats that evoke wild winds, and always that perfect balance of sensuality and severity. These aren’t just outfits; they’re moodboards for the tempestuous love story Emerald Fennell is about to unleash.
Consider the feather-fringed Valentino coat dress over red stockings at the Paris premiere—a high-drama silhouette that screams Cathy wandering the cliffs. Or the corseted Schiaparelli gown beneath the Panthéon at night, all black tulle and architectural shoulders, lit by the moody glow of Parisian streetlamps. London street style brings lace-insert flared jeans paired with a suede corset top, proving she can translate red-carpet romance into urban edge. Then there’s the dramatic burgundy velvet bustle gown for Hurluberlu, with its voluminous train and corseted waist that feels like it belongs on an Emily Brontë heroine. The throughline is impeccable: plunging necklines balanced by rigid structure, rich textures that beg to be touched (velvet, feathers, lace, leather), and a color palette that moves from inky black to blood-red passion.
She’s wearing the moors—wild, untamed, and eternally chic. This is Margot at her best: making cinema feel like fashion, and fashion feel like destiny.
