There's a ton of shite fashion out there. Rarely do you find someone who makes superb items time after time after time. Alexander McQueen was one of those people.
I couldn't afford to wear it and I only have one little t-shirt and a cute white shift from his Target collection (and a fabulous Rodarte dress) but, damn. What a loss. How much you want to bet that every item in his forthcoming show in Paris just flies off the shelves?
Oh well. He's with his mum now, making costumes for real fairies for a change.
