Prompt
A figure cloaked head-to-toe in Rick Owens’ signature dystopian black drapery emerges from a dense veil of theatrical fog, the angular, layered silhouette cutting sharply against the pale mist. The model’s leather harness catches sparse glints from overhead tungsten bulbs, contrasting with matte oversized boots grinding the runway’s gritty concrete streaked with taped sight-lines. Audience faces, mostly shadowed but punctuated by the soft blue glow of raised smartphone screens, press forward in a chaotic crush along narrow benches in an industrial loft space evoking brooding minimalism. A grid of amber PAR cans above creates a warm, diffused glow that gently swells around the fog, the iPhone sensor rendering a distinct bloom that blurs edges while capturing the raw fabric textures and the model’s steely expression. The shot is taken from an oblique front-row angle with a slight tilt, lending a sense of immediacy and unsettled anticipation as the runway’s stainless steel rigging looms overhead and a phone flash ignites briefly behind the crowd. —contemporary runway snapshot, shot on iPhone