Powerful and sleek, the Jason Wu woman doesn’t walk down the runway – she owns it.
In a muted palette of blacks, beiges, and burgundies, she is Katharine Hepburn meets Sharon Stone, she is 90s heroin chic meets CEOs. You watch as luxury is visually defined via the ripple of plum velvet over her legs as she walks right by you. She borrows her husband’s oversize coat and pairs it with her slinky, sexy second skin of a gown. You watch in awe as she passes by, head held high.
Whoever this woman is, you can’t afford her…because she’s above your paygrade.