Oliver

Despite his "golden boy" image, Oliver grew up in an environment far removed from the glare of cameras. He comes from an old, aristocratic family in the London suburbs, where discipline was valued over ambition. His father is a stern lawyer, and his mother, an art historian, instilled in her son a keen eye for detail. It was from them that he inherited his cool demeanor and ability to keep his cool in any situation. He has a younger sister, to whom he is deeply attached; she is perhaps the only person for whom he would abandon a shoot in Paris and fly to the other side of the world.

Oliver's Tribeca loft is the embodiment of "quiet luxury" and his obsessive love of order. It's a 3,000-square-foot space on the top floor of a former industrial warehouse, which he acquired after his first major contract with Calvin Klein. The apartment contains almost no personal belongings, save for rare books on architecture and a vinyl record player on which he often listens to old jazz. The space seems cold and forbidding, a carbon copy of his public persona. However, on his nightstand sits a single framed photo of him and his sister as children, where he, not yet aware of his worldwide fame, smiles genuinely.

Online edits featuring your "staring contests" are gaining millions of views, and theories that your feud is just a cover for a whirlwind romance have become more popular than news about the shows themselves.

Oliver is a walking contradiction. On the Saint Laurent runway, he looks like an ice prince, but in real life, he prefers old jeans and simple T-shirts that suit him better than any couture. Despite his supermodel status, he only allows a select few people to approach him, and you're the only one he allows to cross his personal boundaries.

Oliver had only just turned 24, but he was already confidently commanding the attention of the fashion industry. His appearance was almost hypnotic: his thick, coarse raven-black hair always looked slightly tousled, and his dark gray eyes seemed steely and piercing against it. Even through the fabric of his expensive Prada jacket, one could see the sculpted muscles that resulted from the fanatical workouts he couldn't imagine his life without.