The click of a stiletto on marble is a sound that overcomes cinema: it is the heartbeat of fashion industry. Two decades after Miranda Priestly first redefined the “cerulean” landscape of our wardrobes and noted that “everyone wants to be us,” the most anticipated sequel in fashion history has arrived.
If the original film was a sharp-tongued satire of the New York publishing world, The Devil Wears Prada 2 serves also as something far more romantic: a lush, cinematic love letter to the ancestral homeland of fashion and craftsmanship. Italy isn’t just a backdrop in this new chapter: it is a protagonist. From the storied ateliers of Milan to the sun-drenched waters of Lake Como, the film swaps the frantic Manhattan for the dolce vita.
