New York Magazine

Don’t LOOK OBVIOUS

KARLA WELCH goes BEYOND the “BEST DRESSED” LIST to style SOME of the CUT’S FAVORITE WOMEN (plus JUSTIN BIEBER).
Jacket by VERSACE, at 647 Fifth Ave. T-shirt by HANES X KARLA, at xkarla.com. Jeans by JESSE KAMM, at jessekamm.world.

EVERYONE GETS DRESSED in the morning, but few people make it look as easy as Justin Bieber. His shoes do not lace; they slide. His baggy bottoms seem to have a pact with gravity (unless belted with a shoestring), and his T-shirts hang at varying lengths of extra-long.

This summer, GQ admiringly declared that Bieber doesn’t seem to give “one single solitary fuck when it comes to getting dressed,” while Vanity Fair concluded that he appeared to try “even less hard” than his sartorially haphazard contemporaries Jonah Hill and Pete Davidson. It may look like Bieber tripped and fell into his designer clothes, but in fact one woman works very hard to orchestrate this effortlessness. Her name is Karla Welch.

Okay … the hotel slippers Bieber wore on the streets of New York this summer were improvised, but a large percentage of his wardrobe is supplied by Welch and her team—as it has been for the past six years, including for his tours, music videos, and red-carpet appearances. (Yes, Welch will have a hand in Bieber and Hailey Baldwin’s wedding—whenever that happens—but that’s all she’ll say on the matter.)

“What I love about him is that he loves [clothes],” Welch says of Bieber,

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