THE GREAT ESCAPE is more than a 1963 McQueen classic, it is a girl wearing Chanel. Coated in luxe branding, she is no longer a student from a suburban shithole, she is cultured and wealthy; she is someone else.
Jacqueline Fraser’s collage hurdles us from everyday banality into a fashionable place far far away; it’s MAGIQUE darling. Cloaked in couture, Fraser’s ladies are icons of an industry that thrives on escape. Beautiful and desperate, they say things like:**"If that notorious Elizabeth Taylor devotee slips teensy four leaf clovers in her Chanel couture, baby, she’ll be the next big thing."
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Kindly draped in gas masks, as to protect them from our toxic air and sat next to jet planes, which they may ride into the sky; Fraser’s magic people are surreal, safe, and like a fading Blanche DuBois, sad.








