In the great disaster movie that is life, here is the point in the plot during which the silver-haired newscaster stares straight at the camera and says in grave tones "Reports of Maria Grazia Chiuri's departure from Valentino for Dior left the fashion world reeling today." Before you retreat, thoroughly gutted, to your Rockstud-stocked bunker, read up on why this news really, really matters.
Next, there's Raf Simons, who killed the menswear game recently but is still otherwise homeless after his departure from Dior in October. Some predicted he'd return to the scene of the futuristic-floral crime, but that seems as unlikely as ever now.
With Pierpaolo Piccioli alone at the helm? Together, he and Chiuri have captained Valentino toward new heights of household-name-ness, because of their ultra-covetable accessories, consistently fantastical collections, and red-carpet dominance. Can Piccioli keep it up?
They're not married (to each other), but a work husband is a work husband. Two halves of a whole are two halves of a whole. Not to say that they both can't do great work apart, but based on their legacy, you can't really help but believe they'd be the best together.