How does the son of Mallorcan farmers manage to walk the runway at New York Fashion Week and be considered John Galliano's successor? Why does this protégé of the fashion press end up thrown to the wolves? We asked ourselves these same questions in this very newspaper exactly eleven years ago in the wake of Call it a balance in the unbalance (2011). An epic story with a dramatic ending in which Regine Lettner delves, through the experiences of designer Miguel Adrover, into an industry capable of destroying myths as quickly as it builds them. This documentary was part of the first edition of Moritz Feed Doc, Barcelona's international film and fashion festival, which celebrates its tenth anniversary this year by, coincidentally, revisiting the fascinating and enigmatic figure of Adrover. On this occasion, it does so through The designer is dead (2025), a documentary by Gonzalo Hergueta focusing on the life and artistic trajectory of one of the most consistent and radical personalities in contemporary fashion. This Adrover is the same Adrover who, more than two decades ago, was already speaking about sustainability and multiculturalism, when these concepts were not yet widely understood. mainstreamThis is similar to how, a few months ago, he refused to dress Rosalía de Lux because the singer wasn't using her platform to denounce the Palestinian genocide. For Adrover, fashion should be understood not only as a cultural artifact but also as a political one.

In Montevideo there is a sacred tradition: going to the Mercado del Puerto to eat one roastOn the beaches of Batangas, in the Philippines, any time of day and any day of the year is good for taking a lomi, a noodle soup of Chinese origin. In all the towns and cities of Armenia, there is no shortage of khorovat, the meat barbecue. And on the island of Java, in Indonesia, the most popular breakfast is soto ayam, a warm soup with medicinal properties. You don't need to fly to enjoy these small pleasures; you just need to give minority cuisines, which are very present in Barcelona, a chance. Beyond a gastronomic discovery, they are also a cultural legacy that fuses memory and landscape. We suggest a tour of four restaurants that will take you on a journey through recipes and flavors without leaving Barcelona.

3, 2, 1! The show begins! On stage, there is only one ticket office where tickets are sold for the Palace of Illusions, where a kindly, white-bearded old man will spend an exciting afternoon with his friends. This is the starting point ofILU, the new Cirque du Soleil show designed specifically for Andorra, a collaboration that has already lasted twelve summers and has become a tourist magnet in the Principality, where the show can be seen until early August. Beyond a spectacular circus act—with trapeze artists, acrobats, and tightrope walkers in a state of grace— ILU It's a tribute to childhood, that stage of life when the boundaries between reality and fiction blur. This fantasy world, directed by Lydia Bouchard, is filled with eccentric characters, candy monsters, neighing horses, and even a leisurely polar bear. Costumes play a fundamental role in the staging. They not only help construct the characters but also reinforce their narrative.

If it weren't for a sensual large-format photograph of an underwater bride about to bite a hook, the studio of Philippe Shangti (Toulouse, 1983) would go unnoticed by passersby. It would be just another of the stone and slate buildings that dot Andorra. An event is being held there: the French photographer—a resident in the Principality for a decade—is presenting a new collection. No judgment here, a collection that addresses physical prejudice and follows the provocative aesthetic of her previous works. Shangti has always had a tendency to call things by their name and address controversial topics, such as drugs, sex, and prostitution, through her photography. Before being able to dedicate herself to this artistic discipline, she worked in the high-end hospitality industry in Saint-Tropez and was able to observe the world of jet set behind closed doors.

The Konrads, The Riot Squad, psychedelic folk, glam rock, soul, funk, The Thin White Duke, Berlin, the pop years, Tin Machine, electronic music... The musical chronology of David Bowie (1947-2016), which spans almost six decades, shows a rare few. In June 1972, at the height of glam rock, Bowie pulled out of his sleeve a alter ego: Ziggy Stardust, the alien rocker who brought him eternal fame with the album Rice and Ziggy ruling Stardust and Spiders from Mars. That one look Bowie's flamboyant and androgynous style—one of the first to break gender barriers—captivated the public. So did a Japanese photographer who was passing through London, where he had gone to do a photo shoot with Marc Bolan, the singer of T-Rex. But Masayoshi Sukita (Nogata, 1938) couldn't get a poster he had seen on the street out of his head. "At the time, I didn't know who he was. So I asked the concierge at the hotel where I was staying who Bowie was. I was so impressed by that image that I knew I had to attend one of his concerts," explains Sukita, 87, via email from Japan. What he didn't know then was that the poster would change his life.

New York. 1967. JFK Airport. A swarm of photographers awaits a girl with short hair, endless eyelashes, and a slender figure who has just gotten off a plane from London. "Twiggy!" "Twiggy!" the photographers shout when they see her arrive. They all want to capture the face of the moment. A journalist asks her: "Are you beautiful?" And she, barely seventeen, answers, confused and with a face of circumstance: "I really don't." With this scene begins Twiggy (2024), a documentary by Sadie Frost that traces the life of Lesley Hornby (1949), the girl from the outskirts of London who became the icon of Swinging LondonThrough valuable archival material and the testimony of a long list of celebrities, Frost reconstructs the career of the woman who revolutionized the 1960s and who, later, reinvented herself as a fashion designer, actress (she won two Golden Globes for her first film), and was nominated for a Tony Award. In fact, her latest album will soon be released.

Anyone searching through the RTVE archives will find black and white footage of a haute couture show Paco Rabanne staged in Paris in 1966. It was his first and already catapulted him to success for his innovative approach to fashion, materials, and the role women should play in society. It hadn't even exploded in May '68, but Rabanne had already read what was happening on the streets and, with his distinctive futuristic style, brought it to the catwalk. It wasn't for nothing that they called him the Visionary. But beyond the designer who made dresses by assembling metal pieces, who pioneered soundtracks for shows and hiring Black models, who launched high-profile perfumes... who was Paco Rabanne? To begin with, it wasn't even his real name, just the label behind which Francisco Rabaneda Cuervo (Pasaia, 1934) hid, a Basque child who, due to the Spanish Civil War, eked out a living in refugee camps in the south of France and who, against all odds, ended up touching glory in Paris.