with the death of alexander mcqueen comes the start of fashion week. now for me, this usually includes RSVPing and requesting invitations for producers that AREN'T me, however this time I got the surprise of actually going to a show. this never happens. i am a slave. this required me to sit for two hours blocking out our space on the media risers while sweaty photographers stared me down wondering when i was going to give up and move. "you did a great job!" -- when my crew finally arrived. I was later rewarded with seeing my first fashion show (i know, this is sad) with gorgeous women (heidi klum flawless in person!) strut the runway for heart truth's red dress collection. no, i didn't get a gift bag this year.
rip mcqueen
Alexander McQueen, A True Master - Fashion and Design News and Trends - WWD.com
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