{"id":28339,"date":"2026-04-16T21:56:43","date_gmt":"2026-04-16T21:56:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hunthow.com\/?p=28339"},"modified":"2026-04-16T21:56:43","modified_gmt":"2026-04-16T21:56:43","slug":"this-is-what-the-devil-wears-prada-characters-actually-wore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hunthow.com\/?p=28339","title":{"rendered":"This Is What the Devil Wears Prada Characters Actually Wore"},"content":{"rendered":"


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Prada, spring 2000 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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Chlo\u00e9, fall 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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The Devil Wears Prada<\/em><\/a> is more about fashion writ large than it is about clothing, at least that was my impression upon reading Lauren Weisberger\u2019s 2003 novel for the first time this year. That means that when actual garments do appear, they\u2019re not only descriptors but signifiers that anchor the characters by status and taste.<\/p>\n

When she arrives at Runway magazine, DWP<\/em>\u2019s protagonist Andy Sachs, a recent Brown graduate who dreams of a career in \u201cserious\u201d journalism, looks down her nose at fashion, which she perceives as frivolous. Her anti-fashion stance is a way to communicate that she\u2019s above it all.<\/p>\n

But it doesn\u2019t last. In 1979, Joan Didion, a one-time Voguette<\/em>, published a packing list that looks positively ascetic next to what Andy took to Paris, about 10 months into her tenure, when she\u2019d come around to the concept that she needed to play the part, and that one’s intellect is not diminished by caring about how you look. As would be expected, her boss Miranda Priestly\u2019s wardrobe was largely luxury. But Runway<\/em> staffers mixed high and low, and obsessed over indie brands like Katayone Adeli, Habitual, and Seven, as well secondary lines such as D&G and Marc by Marc Jacobs that were such a big part of fashion when the book\u2019s action takes place.<\/p>\n

We\u2019ve been talking a lot about the human form in advance of this year\u2019s Met Gala<\/a>, the theme of which is \u201cCostume Art,\u201d and it\u2019s something Andy fixates on in the book as well. \u201cI couldn\u2019t focus on anything except her body,\u201d she says while observing yet another colleague with an exposed midriff and perfect proportions. Sheer shirts and second-skin suedes and leathers left little to the imagination, even at the office; the requisite stilettos elongated the silhouette. Runway<\/em> staffers epitomize the Y2K aesthetic that has been designers\u2019 focus of late, but let\u2019s hope those spike heels stay stuck in the past.<\/p>\n

Below, I\u2019ve paired looks from the 2000-2003 collections with quotes from the book. Use them to create your own must-have list, as a grail for shopping e-Bay, or simply to enjoy a walk down memory lane.<\/p>\n\n\n

Andrea \u201cAndy\u201d Sachs<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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Prada, fall 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cI was working at Runway<\/em> magazine for chrissake\u2014simply putting on anything that wasn\u2019t torn, frayed, stained, or outgrown wasn\u2019t going to cut it anymore. I pushed aside my generic button-downs and ferreted out the tweed Prada<\/strong> skirt, black Prada<\/strong> turtleneck, and midcalf length Prada<\/strong> boots that Jeffy had handed me one night while I waited for the Book.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Calvin Klein, fall 2000 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cI dumped the contents of one bag onto the floor beside my desk and began sorting. There were Joseph<\/strong> pants in camel and charcoal gray, both long and lean and low-waisted, made from an incredibly soft wool. A pair of brown suede Gucci<\/strong> pants looked as though they could turn any schlub into a supermodel, while two pairs of perfectly faded Marc Jacobs<\/strong> jeans looked like they were custom cut for my body. There were eight or nine options for tops, ranging from a skintight ribbed turtleneck sweater by Calvin Klein<\/strong> to a teeny, completely sheer peasant blouse by Donna Karan<\/strong>. A dynamite graphic Diane Von Furstenberg<\/strong> wrap-dress was folded neatly over a navy, velvet Taharai<\/strong> pantsuit. I spotted and immediately fell in love with an all-around pleated Habitual<\/strong> denim skirt that would fall just above my knees and look perfect with the decidedly funky floral-printed Katayone Adeli<\/strong> blazer.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Marc by Marc Jacobs, fall 2002 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe second, even more bulging bag spilled forth a stunning array of shoes, bags, and a couple of coats. There were two pairs of high-heeled Jimmy Choo<\/strong> boots\u2014one ankle- and one knee-length\u2014two pairs of open-toe Manolo<\/strong> [Blahnik] stiletto sandals, a pair of classic black Prada<\/strong> pumps, and one pair of Tod\u2019s<\/strong> loafers . . . . I slung a slouchy red suede bag over my shoulder and immediately saw the two intersecting \u2018C\u2019s carved in the front, but that wasn\u2019t nearly as beautiful as the deep chocolate leather from the Celine<\/strong> tote that I threw on my other arm. A long military-style trench with the signature oversize Marc Jacobs<\/strong> buttons topped it all off.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Miu Miu, spring 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cThe expression on her face was one of passive disgust . . . . I did a quick review of myself and wondered what had triggered the reaction. Short-sleeve, military-style shirt, a brand new pair of Seven<\/strong> jeans I\u2019d been sent free from their PR department simply for working for Runway,<\/em> and a pair of relatively flat (two-inch heels) black slingbacks that were to date the only nonboots\/nonsneakers\/nonloafers that allowed me to make four-plus trips to Starbucks a day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Oscar de la Renta, fall 2001 ready to wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cLuckily working at one of the biggest fashion magazines in the country (the job a million girls would die for!) has its advantages, and by 4:40 P.M. I was the proud borrower of a knockout floor-length black Oscar de la Renta<\/strong> number, provided kindly by Jeffy. Closet maven and lover of all things feminine. (Girl, you go black-tie, you go Oscar, and that\u2019s that.\u2019) . . . The fashion assistants had already called in a pair of Manolo<\/strong>s in my size, and someone in accessories had selected a flashy Judith Leiber<\/strong> evening bag with a long, clanking chain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Celine, fall 2002 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cMight I need to accompany Miranda to a bistro and stand, mummy-like, in the corner while she sipped a glass of Bordeaux? A pair of cuffed, charcoal gray Theory<\/strong> pants with a black silk sweater by Celine<\/strong>. Attend the tennis club where she\u2019d receive her private lessons so that I could fetch water and, if required, white scarves in case she schvitzed?<\/em> A head-to-toe athletic outfit complete with bootleg workout pants, zip-up hooded jacket (cropped to show off my tunny, natch), a $185 wife-beater to wear under it, and suede sneakers\u2014all by Prada<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

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Miu Miu, spring 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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And what if maybe\u2014just maybe\u2014I actually did make it to the front row of one of those shows like everyone swore I would? The options were limitless. My favorite so far (and it was still only late afternoon on Monday) was a pleated school-girl skirt by Anna Sui<\/strong>, with a very sheer and very frilly white Miu Miu<\/strong> blouse, with a particularly naughty-looking pair of midcalf Christin Louboutin<\/strong> boots and topped with a Katyone Adeli<\/strong> leather so fitted it bordered on obscene.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Balmain, spring 2000 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cSomehow I\u2019d made it to the backseat of the limo before Miranda did, and even though her eyes were currently fixating on my chiffon skirt, she hadn\u2019t yet commented on any one part of the outfit. I had just tucked the Smythson<\/strong> book into my Bottega Veneta<\/strong> bag when my new, international cell phone rang.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Louis Vuitton, fall 2002 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cMy first Parisian fashion show was a blur. It was dark, that much I remember, and the music seemed much too loud for such understated elegance, but the only thing that stands out from that two-hour window into bizarreness was my own intense discomfort. The Chanel<\/strong> boots that Joceyln had so lovingly selected to go with the outfit\u2014a stretchy and therefore skintight cashmere sweater by Malo<\/strong> over a chiffon skirt\u2014made my feet feel like confidential documents being fed through a shredder.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Celine, spring 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cLogically it would seem that a seven-hour flight in steerage decked out in a pair of skintight leather pants, open-toe strappy sandals, and a blazer over a tank top would be the utmost in hellish travel experiences. Not so.\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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Roberto Cavalli, fall 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

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\u201cAfter a particularly embarrassing run-in with a feather-covered tank top and patent leather thigh high (as in yes, over the knee) boots, I finally selected an outfit on page thirty-three, a flowy patchwork skirt by Roberto Cavalli<\/strong> with a baby-T and a pair of biker-chic black boots by D&G<\/strong>. Hot, sexy, stylish\u2014but not too dressy\u2014without actually making me look like an ostrich, an eighties throwback, or a hooker. What more could you ask for?\u201d<\/p>\n\n

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D&G, fall 2001 ready-to-wear<\/p>\n

<\/span>Photo: Victor Virgile \/ Getty Images<\/span><\/div>\n<\/figure>\n<\/div>\n

\u201cI found my parents looking immensely pleased to see me. We hugged, and after they got over the initial shock of what I was wearing (skintight, very faded D&G<\/strong> jeans with spike-heeled pumps and completely sheer shirt\u2014hey, it was listed in category, miscellaneous; subcategory, to-and-from airport, and it was by far the most plane-appropriate thing they\u2019d packed for me.)\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n


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