How do you find the words to sum up what someone meant to you.
I don’t think I ever can or will.
Alexander McQueen left a hole in so many people with his tragic death. However it was a mixed legacy, he made some colossal errors of judgement in his life, did some very bad things, even he acknowledged that . . .
You can only go forward by making mistakes.
A man never afraid of his own ability, of his skill in creating the most beautiful things. His was a life of sculpted elegance. He was without doubt, and as he knew the greatest British designer of his generation, and one of the all time legends.
Really, what I’m aiming for is world domination
Despite all the flaws the mistakes, and the issues, he was an inspiration. He is the reason this blog exists, he was the man that planted that seed in me that turned into my greatest passion. He like me was a working class kid. He took on the fashion world, knew he belonged and had something to offer. What greater inspiration could I need.
Give me time and I’ll give you a revolution
That tragic February day is one I will never forget. They say people remember where they were when Kennedy was shot, well I will never forget my friend quietly and respectfully telling me the icon had gone. In the break room of my office, a drab, grey, empty space. I couldn’t quite believe it or the coverage. His poor family were subjected to a violent intrusion on their grief. A disgusting need for the media to show footage of his body being brought out over and over again.
When I’m dead and gone, people will know that the 21st century was started by Alexander McQueen
I owe him a debt of gratitude, and every year I am reminded that without him, I wouldn’t have seen the beauty he gave the world, or have this thing I love so much.
Thank you so much for it all