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Peeta Mellark: Spirit of Strength

Capitol Couture has been waiting eagerly for the next wave of incredible images of our cherished elite, and here they are! Fresh from the excitement of the most eventful Quarter Quell to date, we are thrilled and honored to present the new Capitol Living Portraits.

As our Quarter Quell victors, Peeta Mellark and Johanna Mason hold the distinct honor of being the first Capitol citizens featured within a Living Portrait.  Peeta stands tall and true in his Living Portrait, his matte leather Unconditional ensemble showcasing a stone-like texture and channeling the victor’s quiet strength, completed by shirt and shoes courtesy of Maison Martin Margiela. The paper collar piece, designed by David Mason, mirrors the sculptural elements in Johanna’s dress and gives a stern ambiance to the baker’s son. With an unprecedented two victories under his belt, Peeta is no longer the boy who bravely faced the 74th Hunger Games, but a true Capitol hero.   


Citizens can witness the artist’s hand-selected series of Living Portraits in person at SOCA this summer.

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Peeta Mellark and Johanna Mason: a Capitol Couture Exclusive

"Let’s get on with it then," the battle-ax valkyrie huffs, shifting her weight and crossing her legs impatiently. Johanna Mason is as much a stately figure as ever, her long, bespoke skirt an iridescent pool around her feet. Risen from the waters of the magnificently treacherous Quarter Quell arena, her alabaster skin and flowing blonde locks belie the deadliest of instincts.

President Snow, in his perpetually magnanimous manner, saw fit to offer his personal sitting room for our exclusive interview and we simply could not refuse.The gilded room around us reflects glints of Johanna’s ivory ensemble, snaking around her arms in a woven pattern and blooming into a flared collar. Seated next to her is a silent Peeta Mellark, his fitted snowy suit and structured lapels speaking volumes in the ethereal light of the room.

Throughout our conversation, it is heavily apparent that Johanna is the leader in this duo- she leans forward with every question in an ingrained display of bravado.

“We went through a lot in the arena, but what’s important now is that Peeta and I are representatives of Panem- Districts 7 and 12 combining our efforts for a better future.”

It’s a patriotism that is blatantly on display in the new Capitol Living Portraits series, and Johanna positively gushes about the experience.  

“I don’t even know how long I was on my feet, but those Alexander Wang shoes made me feel like a cloud on a pedestal. It was a really special day.”

The attention to detail in both Johanna’s and Peeta’s respective ensembles for the Living Portrait series is truly astounding upon closer assessment. The sculptural bodice of Ms. Mason’s dress mirrors the shape and movement of the Panem Seal, while Mellark’s paper collar piece adds to the chiseled-yet-natural theme in both outfits. It is an apt metaphor for a nation built up from the ground, raised by its people into beautifully functional, systemically beneficial government.     

“It’s really amazing to be featured in these portraits,” Johanna states. “Peeta and I come from such humble backgrounds- to be representing Panem like never before is such an honor. We are very proud to be featured as the faces of our country.”  

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