Iconic Supermodel, 54, Turns Heads With Rare Style Switch-Up for Cannes Appearance
The 54-year-old defied aging at the 78th annual event on Tuesday, May 20, strutting her stuff in a regal Dolce & Gabbana alta moda black and gold gown with a gem-encrusted bodice. The full tulle skirt of the garb only further elevated the ensemble, while she accessorized with a collection of jewelry including drop earrings, several rings, and bracelets.
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Setting off the look, the former Empire actress sported a notable switch-up with her hair transformation, opting for a flattering natural textured style—a departure from her usual jet black, bone straight tresses.
Campbell stepped out for the evening to attend the premiere of Fuori, a 2025 biographical drama film co-written and directed by Mario Martone and based on the 1983 novel L'università di Rebibbia by Goliarda Sapienza.
The movie follows a writer who "ends up in prison for a crazy and unexpected act, where she meets with some young inmates. Once out, the writer and the other women maintain their friendship, an authentic bond that no one else will be able to understand," per IMDb.
Aside from continuing to prove she's still got it when it comes to modeling, it was recently revealed that the longtime fashion industry icon is featured on ' forthcoming album, Something Beautiful, due to release May 30, 2025.
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