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Alexander McQueen and Dries Van Noten were the two shows I was most excited to see during my first Paris fashion week. To me, McQueen represented the drama of fashion. He represented the conflict and harmony of being a craftsman and an artist - Savile Row training, runway dreaming.
There are people in fashion I always figured I'd meet sooner or later.
I'd meet them in a very natural way (introduced by a mutual friend at a party or something) and the encounter would be so much more meaningful that way. McQueen was one of those people I felt I had time to meet. I almost wanted to save him for later. Not a conscious effort but just a concept. Well...I'm sad that won't be the case.
I hope we all remember him for the genius he brought to fashion.
ps. I'm rereading what I wrote and what has been written on other sites and blogs.
All very nice but I still feel so unsatisfied, so empty, even a little mad.
When a bigtime movie star or politician dies someone like Tom Brokaw has always been there to help put it into perspective.
If it was a sports star, fans would talk about it for days on talk radio.
However, for someone that loves fashion Alexander McQueen is just gone and no one seems to be able to make sense of it.
There doesn't seem to be anywhere to turn to make it feel right or understandable.
I don't have any answers for you either. All I know is this sucks.
