I was reading my WWD Accessories guide this morning and was completely taken by the beautiful two-page spread on Alexander McQueen's outlandish and awe-inspiring shoe designs. As an avowed and unabashed Shoe Whore with an almost fetishistic footwear adoration, Mr McQueen's creations have been near and dear to my heart since the first time they strutted into my comprehension.
From his whimsical, romantic flats to the iconic Armadillo shoes, every single example has been beautiful in some way, even if not exactly 'wearable.'
But, today, the world lost a genius.
The post I was going to write early this morning on his dark, kinky-lovely designs was completely overshadowed by the news that Mr McQueen has passed away at the age of 40.
Lately, it seems that the world has lost a great many artists, and all far too young. Maybe it's because I had met one of these electrified, talented people personally, and saw the impact of his death on his friends, family, and art itself, but either way, we're all losing out as a result. Writers, sculptors, and now one of fashion's most daring, thought-provoking designers have all left their mark on the world, and what's more, have left an even larger hole in our collective conscious, as we know there was more to come. So much more.
So, with a mere few days left before Valentine's Day, I'll leave you with these sweet pumps. Not his most macabre work, but the man was a master at hopping from Dominatrix to Diva seamlessly.
And that, my friends, is an art form in an of itself.
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Long live the McQueen.
(RIP Alexander McQueen, 16 March 1969 - 11 February 2010)
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