Anya taylor-joy hijacks tokyo in a jacquemus halo and dares 2026 to look away
Anya Taylor-Joy landed in Tokyo on Monday wearing a blush-pink Jacquemus bandeau, a fishtail skirt and a saucer of a hat so wide it needed its own immigration form. The actress, reprising Princess Peach in next year’s Super Mario Galaxy sequel, didn’t channel the character—she annexed her. One stride past the paparazzi and the Mushroom Kingdom’s 8-bit monarch became couture collateral.
The halo hat is the new power crown
Ryan Hastings, the stylist who usually keeps Taylor-Joy in Dior cages, swapped house codes for Simon Porte Jacquemus’ south-of-France sex appeal. The result: a millennial-pink Venus rising from a Sega-green backdrop. Tiffany & Co. iced her knuckles in platinum; Giuseppe Zanotti’s white straps kept the look from floating into cosplay territory. Makeup artist Georgie Eisdell frosted her lips in glassy rose; hair veteran Gregory Russell ironed the actress’s famously pale strands into a middle-parted blade. Every atom screamed Peach, none begged for permission.
Tokyo is leg two of a Japanese promo tour engineered to tease The Super Mario Galaxy Movie, shot earlier this year in Vancouver and now in final VFX. Michael Jelenic and Aaron Horvath’s sequel lifts the 2007 Wii narrative—Rosalina, cosmic Baby Luma, Bowser Jr.—but the wardrobe is already rewriting canon. In Osaka last week Taylor-Joy tested an August Barron apron dress that read like Peach on a farm-to-table bender; before that, Erdem printed denim and a bow-sleeved micro top that flirted with low-rise resurrection. Each appearance is a soft-launch of 2026 mood boards.
Why this matters before the trailer even drops
Studios used to hide franchise looks; Nintendo let its heroine loose in fashion week timing. The calculus: every paparazzi frame doubles as a stealth trailer still, every hashtag is a box-office pre-order. Taylor-Joy, whose off-duty closet already leans mid-century baby-doll, is the perfect Trojan horse: a Cannes-approved star who can sell both cinephiles and TikTok thrift flippers on the same silhouette. If she can make a 14-inch brim feel casual, imagine the Halloween costume industrial complex salivating at mass-production scale.
The rest of the cast—Chris Pratt, Jack Black, Charlie Day, incoming Donald Glover, Brie Larson—has stayed in standard menswear and generically sleek gowns. Translation: the visual story is being told through Peach alone, a monarch marketing coup that turns a damsel into the franchise’s front-of-house negotiator. By the time the first trailer arrives, audiences won’t ask who Peach is; they’ll wonder what she’ll wear next.
Blush pink is already selling out at Zara. Hatmakers in Milan report wait-lists for 40 cm+ saucers. Taylor-Joy hasn’t said a public word beyond a soft arigato, but the receipts are loud: when an actress turns a 1985 side-scroller sprite into a ready-to-wear headline, the game quits being about rescue and starts being about reign. 2026 fashion forecast? Expect crowns to stay in the vault; the halo is the new power move.