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Miranda Priestly may not approve of your chaotic side table piled with delivery menus, tangled chargers and three abandoned coffee mugs. But thankfully, channeling the interiors of The Devil Wears Prada 2 does not require a Manhattan townhouse, a Runway salary or the emotional stamina of Andy Sachs during fashion week.
The sequel’s interiors trade the icy perfection of the early 2000s for something moodier, sharper and far more playful. Think quiet luxury with a slightly wicked sense of humour. Less sterile showroom, more “fashion editor who definitely owns expensive candles”. Here’s how to bring that polished Runway energy into your own home.
Apparently straight lines are taking a sabbatical. One of the biggest shifts in the sequel’s interiors is the arrival of softer, curvier furniture. Sculptural coffee tables, wavy mirrors and squiggle edged chairs break up the seriousness of monochrome spaces.
The trick is restraint. You are aiming for “whimsical,” not children’s playroom after espresso. A curved side table or a mirror that looks slightly confused about geometry is enough to loosen up a room filled with cleaner lines.
In Devil Wears Prada world, a coffee table is not where remotes go to die. It should look casually perfect, as though someone styled it in 14 seconds while wearing cashmere. Stick to three or four objects max: a glossy fashion book, a sculptural tray, a candle and flowers pretending they were “just picked up.”
Bonus points if everything looks expensive but nobody can quite tell why.
Nothing screams “Miranda would fire me” faster than an ugly light flooding the room like an interrogation chamber. The film’s interiors lean heavily into warm pools of lighting. Table lamps, wall sconces and soft pendant lights create that expensive editorial glow where everyone suddenly looks like they own a skincare brand. Dimmer switches are basically the unsung heroes of luxury.
Black, white and beige still dominate the palette, but the sequel injects moments of colour with the confidence of Miranda delivering a cutting insult.
Crimson reds, cerulean blue and deep emerald tones appear sparingly but strategically. A red chair against a muted room suddenly feels impossibly chic. A cerulean velvet cushion is no longer just a cushion. It is cinema history.
The key is not overdoing it. One dramatic moment per room. You are decorating, not auditioning for a lipstick commercial.
Heavy curtains that puddle onto the floor are officially back, and frankly, they deserve their comeback.
Nothing says quiet luxury like fabric behaving theatrically near a window. Rich textures instantly make a room feel more layered and expensive, even if your current reality includes assembling flat-pack furniture at midnight.
Structured blinds and tailored drapery also tap into the strange but surprisingly stylish rise of “corpcore” interiors. Think corporate office, but make it sexy.
After years of matte everything, shiny finishes are returning like an esteemed editor making a dramatic re-entry after a brief resignation.
Chrome, glass, mirrored surfaces and polished stone bounce light beautifully and make spaces feel sharper. The trick is balance. Pair glossy finishes with softer textures like wool, bouclé or wood so the room does not start resembling a luxury elevator.
Tiny cheerful bouquets are not invited here. The Devil Wears Prada aesthetic favours large, sculptural florals in singular tones. White orchids, calla lilies or oversized roses arranged with unnecessary confidence instantly make a room feel editorial. The flowers should suggest someone important may walk in at any moment carrying a garment bag and impossible expectations.
Marble, travertine and stone surfaces continue to dominate because nothing says “I have excellent taste” quite like a dramatic slab surface.
But the newer version feels softer and more liveable. Travertine tables, alabaster lamps and textured stone accessories add warmth instead of looking painfully pristine. It is less a billionaire penthouse, more an editor-in-chief or ‘Global Head of Content’ who drinks oat milk cappuccinos while rejecting mood boards.