Walking into the hidden studio in the crevices of the meatpacking district, I was taken aback by the statuesque models posing in standstill on grey- elevated platforms. Not sure if my running, weaving through the labyrinthine of models may distract their performance, I hid in the corner for a few minutes—to observe.
Pom pom hats, neutral colors, and lots of irregularity and oversize, draping sweaters, capes and dresses were the first impression made. When I say neutral, I mean the spectrum of grays—the palette of white and black. Unsure if the girls looked so sulky because they were forced to imitate the mannequins filling the rear of the studio—or if they simply longed for sexiness and levity void in Jason Wu’s collection for TSE—I considered Michelle Obama. The propelling force behind Jason Wu’s success, the designs were meant for the working girl or domestic housewife.