oh where to begin?
i love mcqueen.
he's an extremely talented tailor,
a visionary along the lines of galliano,
and not afraid to try new things
(UNLIKE galliano).
his runways are not runways,
they are theatre.
witness fall 09:
why yes,
yes it IS very gangs of new york
meets sweeney todd
meets 300.
leather aprons, breastplates, codpieces and all.
so good for nipping out to the corner for a gallon of . . . blood.
angst.
daniel day lewis.
i'm glad i took the time to look further,
specifically backstage.
the runway did not do the clothing justice:
serious outerwear,
timeless tailoring,
some chunky knits you could sleep in,
and suiting to have sex in.
and yes please
to the sheared mink
and red bondage gloves:
never know when you're gonna get chilly
while tying up your victim . . .
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