Earlier today Alexander McQueen died at his home in London. The shock and surprise is something very hard to put into words. Someone so young and so gifted has gone all too soon. Whatever reasons there are to this situation are not for me to speculate on. What is important is the life he lived, the contribution he made and the people whose lives he touched. I feel so much sadness for those who knew and loved him. They are the ones who must be mourned. Life is hardest for those left behind struggling to make sense of their loss.
Alexander McQueen changed the face of fashion. He took old techniques and made them new and uniquely his own. I wrote a piece on him last season titled, "Alexander McQueen is not of this World". That Collection hit me like a hammer. I was more moved by its otherworldly quality and its absolute beauty. I've never seen anything quite like it and may never again. We will all feel his loss, but his is a life to be celebrated. The beauty that he shared with the world was something that changed the way we all see design. Alexander was in the end a man searching for something. I hope that he has found it now and can truly exalt in it and find peace.