That terrace is now his garden sanctuary. Rucci, an evangelist of elegance—one of only two Americans ever to be invited to show in Paris by the Chambre Syndicale de la Haute Couture Parisienne— often ends his long days there, collapsed on a white-cushioned chaise longue in a corner. Surrounded by greenery, he relaxes and reflects. In the summer, he sometimes falls asleep and spends the night there. In his aerie high above New York’s streets, Rucci hears little of the city’s noise.