Thursday, February 11, 2010

R.I.P.

The news that Alexander McQueen has killed himself is particularly devastating because it always felt to me like he’d be the last man standing. He was restless, but so pragmatic with it I assumed he had what it took to endure the extreme situations he placed himself in. He was also an arch romantic with a pessimistic streak. It produced some of the most beautiful, shocking images in the history of fashion, but it’s a state of mind that can lead to endless disappointments. The death of McQueen’s mother last week would have validated his pessimism. It would undoubtedly have taken away his most vital support. It’s awful to imagine him trying—and failing—to cope, and one can only hope that, if he was looking for peace, he found it. For everyone left behind, there will eventually be consolation, however scant right now, in a body of work whose power will never die. —Tim Blanks

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Superfical Tom We(i) Love




SPRING 10 ME = SPRING 07 TOM
top notes of Sicilian bergamot, mandarine, and coconut; middle notes of Tahitian gardenia steeped in coconut oil, orange flower, jasmine, magnolia, vetiver and sandalwood; and base notes of soft woods, spicy amber, and myrrh.  




Saturday, January 9, 2010

Friday, December 11, 2009

"I loathe narcissism, but approve of vanity"
- DIANE VREELAND

Thursday, December 3, 2009