At Max Mara, Power Moves in Whispers and Organza

There’s a particular quiet in Milan in the early afternoon, the kind of light that spills through tall windows and pools in unexpected corners as locals retreat for their daily riposo. It makes those left wandering notice the smallest details: the curve of a staircase, the texture of a marble floor, the way shadows shift with movement. For Ian Griffiths, that kind of observation is everything, as it is in these small, deliberate moments where power quietly announces…