Alexander McQueen

As is our custom, after several posts about a death in the RIP, VIP topic, the posts are then moved to their own space in our "cemetery".

So too, this discussion of the suicide of Alexander McQueen last week becomes a topic. This news affected many of the same way as a NYC club death, as we remember him out and about at so many 90s clubs, including our own Jackie 60.

I remember the first time I saw him in the Versailles room at Jackie, wearing a kilt and blending in so completely that he had to be pointed out, to me at least.
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What makes me saddest is to think of the anguished space he (or anyone who commits suicide) was in that final hour, or hours, before he did it...and then finally deciding to go through with it. What went through his head? His last thoughts? Does a person feel him/herself slipping away and feel or realize they have made a huge irreversible mistake? I don't know...in that documentary about people who jump off the Golden Gate Bridge, one person who jumped (and miraculously survived) said he instantly regretted it as he went down and that everything that lead him to jump suddenly seemed so small and surmountable. Every case is different I suppose. RIP.

"Didn't you think you were worth anything?
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
Didn't you think anyone loved you?"
-Sweet Old World
He was brilliant in the real sense of the word. You may think his designs were all imagination but he was really very intellectual and said it all came down to two very formal things, cut and proportion. If you look at the photo Goblin posted its right there. So he was really technical in his designs.
When your mother dies you are no longer anyone's child. Maybe he just felt free to go himself. But I think to do it by hanging, there had to be some emotional turmoil there.

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