To my hero and one of the reasons why I lived and breathed design as a stupid pretentious kid…
Alexander McQueen. So many VHS tapes devoted to your interviews and tapes. So many magazines I’ve collected of your collections and musings. So many designers that don’t even come close to the work that you’ve brought to this world.
You always brought fashion to a new level. You always transcended fashion. You were a craftsman but a spokesperson. A creative force but a fine tailor. A badboy but misunderstood. A true artistic genius.
A great designer has fallen today.