“I think history is everything,” Harris Reed tells me, the lilt of his accent, a British-American mélange, curling around the words. “You learn the most from looking back.”
It’s mere days after his Spring/Summer 2025 presentation—a paean to the world of lost textiles, with structural gowns made from vintage haberdashery fabrics to 200-year-old Point de Venise lace tablecloths. I’ve caught him in the flux period; he’s about to go do it all again at Paris Fashion Week. Any other designer would be out of puff, but Reed is alacritous, brisk, full of life. The 28-year-old, a 2020 graduate of Central Saint Martins, has a résumé many designers dream of, built within just four years: well-received collections, made notable by his fastidious, capital-R–romantic taste; a first-ever client in Harry Styles, whom…
