Emilia Petrarca

I’m currently the Senior Fashion Writer for the Cut at New York magazine.

I write a lot about the intersection of fashion and technology. For New York‘s 2018 tech issue, I did a deep dive on Lil Miquela, the influencer with over a million followers, who isn’t a real human. When everyone was talking about NFTS, I wrote a humorous explainer using the plot of Phantom Thread. I also briefly had a column called “Screen Time.” For the Cut’s most recent fall fashion issue, I wrote about how the hottest trend in fashion is working in tech. Womp womp!

Another interest of mine is merch. I had an additional reporting byline on Stella Bugbee’s “Zizmorcore” cover story for New York, and worked on an accompanying roundup of the city’s most-worn, and most-coveted memorabilia. This extends to hype culture as well. I love talking to baby Raf Simons obsessives and sneakerheads, and coined the “Hype Corridor” in Soho.

Sometimes I put on my critic goggles, whether I’m reviewing runway shows or new mega-malls, or analyzing what politicians are wearing. Part of my job is also noticing trends, like when everyone was dressing like they were in the Matrix, and interrogating aesthetics — even ones that sound like gibberish. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about Going Out Tops.

I’ve interviewed plenty of fun people over the years, like Chloë Sevigny when she was pregnant during lockdown. I went all the way to a lavender field in France to profile Jacquemus. I flew to Los Angeles to talk to Justin Bieber’s stylist. Back when I was at W magazine, I caught up with Paris Hilton and filmed a video in her house. I’ve even gotten Tommy Hilfiger and the designers of Eckhaus Latta in the same room.

I also write about stuff besides fashion, too. Recently, I reported a piece for New York about everyone saying they want to “eat the rich” on dating apps. I was one of the first to profile the “unhinged observers” of The Drunken Canal. And in case you missed the saga unfold on Instagram, I also dropped my AirPods down a subway grate once and somehow got them back.

If you want to read everything I’ve ever written, (which you shouldn’t), here you go.