In my career fantasies, where I am a Miranda Priestley-esque 50-year-old woman running a powerhouse fashion corporation in not-quite-work-appropriate clothing (and eating bluefin tuna instead of steak)...I am wearing Fall '09 Armani Privé.
My job naturally also demands that I attend many black-tie affairs, for which I don sweeping couture gowns that I look ravishing in despite my age.
One thing that isn't part of my fantasy: nude jumpsuits. Even if they are hand-beaded.
Grade: A-. You lost a fraction of a point for the jumpsuits, Giorgio, but your seamless 1940s-gone-rock 'n' roll collection has this fashionista screaming "GET ME ARMANI!"