Today we lose a genius in this frivolous and volatile world of fashion.
I remember looking at his earlier collections when I was in school where he was called the le’infant terrible of fashion, how daring bold his collections was and how it encompasses everything that is Avant garde.
Putting himself back as a man, not a designer, I wonder if I would do the same if my mum passed away too. I cannot deny that thoughts like this has crossed my mind too.
Goodbye McQueen. You have taken us on a beautiful journey.