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The fitting room at via Fogazzaro, Milan, 1993

Jean-Claude Beaumont··5 min

The fitting room at via Fogazzaro, Milan, 1993. Miuccia Prada holds a short wool skirt against a model's hip, adjusts the waistband down an inch, then pulls it back up. The hem lands mid-thigh — higher than anything shown under the Prada name that season, lower than what was moving through the clubs off Corso Como. She pins it there. "Pas Prada," she says to her assistant. "Miu Miu."

The line, launched two years earlier, had no manifesto. No mission statement about empowerment or disruption. It began, as Miuccia recounted to Women's Wear Daily in 1995, because she wanted to make clothes she couldn't justify under the Prada banner. Shorter. Cheaper, relatively. More volatile in mood. The name — a childhood nickname, repeated twice — suggested intimacy, or perhaps a kind of doubling. Miu Miu would be the younger sister. The one who borrowed your things and returned them altered.

A Parallel Grammar

Miuccia Prada had spent the seventies in the Italian Communist Party and a puppet theatre collective. She held a PhD in political science. When she took over her family's leather-goods atelier in 1978, the business was minor, profitable, Milanese in the unshowy sense. She introduced nylon in 1984 — not technical nylon for climbers, but a black pochette with a triangular logo, priced to signal that fabric alone does not determine value. Prada, the house, became known for this kind of inversion. Miu Miu, when it arrived in 1993, inverted the inversion.

Where Prada favoured clean lines and intellectual restraint, Miu Miu leaned into ornament. Sequins on a cardigan. A bow at the neckline. Platforms that added four inches and looked, deliberately, like something from a school disco in 1974. The silhouette was often girlish — high waists, dropped hems, Peter Pan collars — but the styling refused nostalgia. A model might wear the look with heavy eyeliner and a bored expression, or pair it with a men's overcoat. The effect was doubling again: innocence performed by someone who had already left it behind.

The first Miu Miu runway, spring 1995, showed in a raw-concrete garage. Short skirts, yes, but also brocade coats and patent-leather Mary Janes worn with knee socks. Critics called it "perverse prep." The collection sold. By 1996, Miu Miu had its own boutique on via Sant'Andrea, a few blocks from the Prada flagship. Same city, different vocabulary.

The Signature, If There Is One

Miu Miu does not have a signature piece in the way Hermès has the Birkin or Chanel has the 2.55. It has, instead, a signature move — the taking of a garment or accessory historically coded as demure, then tweaking one element until the whole thing destabilises. The ballet flat becomes a crystal-buckled mule. The ladylike handbag shrinks to a coin purse on a chain, too small to be practical, exactly the right size to be perverse.

The micro bag, introduced around 2014, became the clearest example. Miu Miu's version — often in matelassé leather, sometimes no larger than a deck of cards — arrived just as the fashion press began declaring that bags should be "functional." Miu Miu's response was to make a bag that could hold a lipstick and perhaps three euro coins. The joke, if it was a joke, was on functionality itself. The bags sold in volume.

More recently, the house has turned to the mini skirt as a recurring provocation. Not new — Miu Miu has always done short skirts — but newly central. The fall 2022 collection featured low-slung minis in leather, tweed, denim, worn over tights or bare legs, styled with preppy blazers and loafers. The look moved quickly from the runway to the street, or at least to the segment of the street photographed outside fashion shows. By spring 2023, the skirt had been widely copied, which is to say it had been absorbed.

What Remains

Thirty-two years in, Miu Miu is no longer the younger sister. It is a house with its own codes, its own archive, its own revenue stream — estimated north of €800 million annually, though the Prada Group does not break out figures by label. Miuccia Prada, now in her mid-seventies, continues to design both lines, working alongside Raf Simons at Prada since 2020. Miu Miu has no co-designer. It remains hers.

The question, then, is what happens when the founder is no longer in the atelier. Succession planning at fashion houses tends to be either dynastic or chaotic. Prada has floated the possibility of promoting from within — the group's CEO, Andrea Guerra, mentioned "internal talent development" in a 2023 earnings call — but no name has been announced. One suspects the house is not eager to answer the question yet.

In the meantime, Miu Miu continues to produce collections that feel both calculated and impulsive. The spring 2024 show featured shrunken cardigans, worn open over bare skin, paired with pleated skirts and lace-up boots. The styling recalled the nineties, but the proportions were off in a way that resisted easy nostalgia. A cardigan that short is not an homage. It is a dare.

Whether the dare still lands depends, in part, on who is watching. Miu Miu's customer base has shifted younger in recent years, driven by social media and the kind of virality that moves faster than editorial cycles. The micro bag, the mini skirt, the ballet flat — all became memes before they became wardrobe pieces. This is not necessarily a problem. Miu Miu has always played with the gap between image and object, between what a garment signals and what it does.

But memetic success is a narrow ledge. It rewards repetition, and Miu Miu's strength has historically been in variation — the way a single idea gets turned over, season after season, until it reveals a new facet. The house has not yet repeated itself into irrelevance. Whether it can avoid doing so, once the original hand is no longer adjusting the hemline, remains to be seen.

For now, the atelier continues. The skirts stay short. The bags stay small. And the name, repeated twice, still suggests a doubling — not of the founder, but of the viewer. The woman who wears Miu Miu and the woman who watches her wear it. The girl you were and the woman you became. Pas Prada. Miu Miu.

The fitting room at via Fogazzaro, Milan, 1993