My reaction was one of utter disbelief and horror when I glanced up at one of the screens at the gym earlier today and saw 'Alexander McQueen confirmed dead' all over the rolling news channels. It just seemed so surreal... how could he be gone? The man behind the alien shoes, the infamous 'bumster' trousers, the skull scarves that every European seems to covet, the genius behind some of the most incredible prints and tailoring and evening wear ever seen... the mastermind behind shows which featured giant taxidermy and a model in a white dress being spray-painted by robotic arms, among hundreds of other mind blowing ideas.
It still hasn't really sunk in - despite the news channels' crass insistence on broadcasting his body, beneath a dark red cloth, being removed from his London home - and I haven't had time to gather my thoughts, but over these next few days I will make it a priority to read all about Alexander McQueen, to look into his early collections (the ones that go way further back than the Style.com archives do) both for Givenchy and under his own name, and at some point hopefully to do a post looking back on his career, because we must focus not on the terribly tragic circumstances surrounding his death, but rather on the unbelievable, unmatchable legacy which he leaves.
From the young, unassuming looking East London boy in a Burberry check shirt discovered by Isabella Blow (I am sure they are both now in some sort of special fashion heaven, one in which casual wear and flat shoes are most definitely not permitted), to international fashion super-talent... Alexander McQueen may have gone, but he will never be forgotten.
*Click HERE to view my full tribute post to McQueen and his work from 1994-2010*