Beyoncé may have brought her family and worn a silver-and-crystal-jewelry dress made to look like a skeleton for her first appearance in 10 years at the Met Gala. Bad Bunny may have looked like a venerable old man dressed in a Zara suit. The Kardashians may have brought out the big guns—and big corsets—to wear on the most famous steps in the world. But this year, beyond the celebrities, the beautiful dresses, the much-needed inclusivity, and the messages about the conversation between art and fashion, the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s gala in New York will be remembered for another issue, one that seems even more important than highlighting body diversity, or how fashion itself is also art: how wealth, changing with each generation, can alter the narrative, take over culture, create a rarefied atmosphere and even usher in a new era.

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Ping! “First we need to sprinkle some cocoa,” advises a female voice. Beside her, the unrestrained laughter of a baby rings out. A brief, deafening applause erupts, and a second later the heavily saturated beat of a techno track explodes. “This dream destination is located just five minutes from Lake Como!” exhorts a man in a tie. Tiriri-tiriri! A ball hits a roulette wheel until it stops, and the applause returns. It is soon drowned out by the angelic choirs of the song “Halo.” “Baby, I can feel your halo,” bellows none other than Beyoncé.

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