Yuja Wang played Tchaikovsky’s Piano Concerto No.1 last evening with brio. Enjoyable. Yet I spent the much of the piece marvelling at her outfit, worried that something would go horribly wrong.
Her dress was something like this except with a more fitted, v-shaped bodice:
On her feet she wore something like these:
She has an interesting bow when acknowledging applause. Very fast and deep. I kept expecting her to lose her balance and tumble forward.
After her performance, and surveying the audience for this late night performance, I imagined female Asian teenage pianists saying to their mothers “See! She wears micro-minis and stilettos, and Maestro Oundjian called her one of the best pianists on the planet! You gotta lighten up about my clothes, Mom….”