Jason Wu’s Warriors Conquer All!

  • Everyone who was anyone was there. Team Varsity Vogue was front and center in section A: Grace, Anna, and Candy Pratts Price. No one dared speak to them or flash away in their faces. Legendary camera whores/glamazons, the Courtin-Clarins, were perched across the aisles, to the Voguettes’ chagrin (except their types are the only ones who can even afford full-price

    Wu…) It was a scene! KCD danced around St. John’s Center with their iPads ensuring that everyone was seated appropriately. Bryan Boy that means row two for you! Next to Princess Keltner de Valle… Starlets were refreshingly missing this season, but we had plenty of downtown fixtures and editor-in-chiefs to satiate our chic palate: Amy Fine Collins, Brad Goreski (irresistibly cute if he hadn’t cried on that dreadful Rachel Zoe show… get some balls darlin’!), model Coco Rocha, Gagosian’s babe Shala Monroque, LRP, Poppy, a ravishing Joanna Cole, Bazaar‘s Glenda Bailey, and Lincoln Center powerhouse Stephanie Winston Wilkoff. W magazine’s Italiani, Tonchi and Battaglia, beamed inexplicably… Do you have Edward Enninful locked in a closet? We have yet to see him!

    Alas, Michelle Obama remained in D.C. (or elsewhere…) If Americans weren’t so cheap, she could feel free to grace our peacock parade and bestow admiration on the designers she rightfully adores, like Bruni-Sarkozy at Dior. Humph!

    Now for the clothes: Thundering music commenced, followed by a hiss of smoke– we love drama– before Wu’s fortress-like red doors opened to his Forbidden City. Chinese glamour, Marlene Dietrich (à la Peter Som! She lives on!), and the Qing Dynasty received inspirational credit. Wu’s feminine warriors marched intensely through the fog in such exquisitely constructed and decadent couture that we actually noticed the clothes! Militant green quilted fox-embellished wool vests, black/gold Qing brocade, and an amazing cascading red Shantung fan lace drape dress, were highlights.

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    “I thought this Wu Warrior was very glamoress–sexy, edgy… There was a masculine side to the collection, which was interesting for Jason, because usually Jason is girly and feminine. I though there was a lot of power. Red is a power color. Maybe he was inspired by Lady Obama wearing his clothes! I am women! I am powerful! I am sexy. I think it was a very sellable collection…The fur on the arm is gorgeous!” commented sweetie Mary Alice Stephenson. So true…

     

  • Everyone who was anyone was there. Team Varsity Vogue was front and center in section A: Grace, Anna, and Candy Pratts Price. No one dared speak to them or flash away in their faces. Legendary camera whores/glamazons, the Courtin-Clarins, were perched across the aisles, to the Voguettes' chagrin (except their types are the only ones who can even afford full-price[gallery] Wu…) It was a scene! KCD danced around St. John's Center with their iPads ensuring that everyone was seated appropriately. Bryan Boy that means row two for you! Next to Princess Keltner de Valle… Starlets were refreshingly missing this season, but we had plenty of downtown fixtures and editor-in-chiefs to satiate our chic palate: Amy Fine Collins, Brad Goreski (irresistibly cute if he hadn't cried on that dreadful Rachel Zoe show… get some balls darlin'!), model Coco Rocha, Gagosian's babe Shala Monroque, LRP, Poppy, a ravishing Joanna Cole, Bazaar's Glenda Bailey, and Lincoln Center powerhouse Stephanie Winston Wilkoff. W magazine's Italiani, Tonchi and Battaglia, beamed inexplicably… Do you have Edward Enninful locked in a closet? We have yet to see him! Alas, Michelle Obama remained in D.C. (or elsewhere…) If Americans weren't so cheap, she could feel free to grace our peacock parade and bestow admiration on the designers she rightfully adores, like Bruni-Sarkozy at Dior. Humph! Now for the clothes: Thundering music commenced, followed by a hiss of smoke-- we love drama-- before Wu's fortress-like red doors opened to his Forbidden City. Chinese glamour, Marlene Dietrich (à la Peter Som! She lives on!), and the Qing Dynasty received inspirational credit. Wu's feminine warriors marched intensely through the fog in such exquisitely constructed and decadent couture that we actually noticed the clothes! Militant green quilted fox-embellished wool vests, black/gold Qing brocade, and an amazing cascading red Shantung fan lace drape dress, were highlights.

    "I thought this Wu Warrior was very glamoress--sexy, edgy… There was a masculine side to the collection, which was interesting for Jason, because usually Jason is girly and feminine. I though there was a lot of power. Red is a power color. Maybe he was inspired by Lady Obama wearing his clothes! I am women! I am powerful! I am sexy. I think it was a very sellable collection…The fur on the arm is gorgeous!" commented sweetie Mary Alice Stephenson. So true...