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February 11, 2010

don’t know why, there’s no sun up in the sky…


What a devastating, dark day in fashion.

It’s a scary realization to think that what we believe has become a happy place is probably the loneliest. That perhaps to be a genius is to be endlessly misunderstood and that to lose the one person who ever came close is the most heartbreaking of heartbreaks.

Tim Blanks put it best;  if Mcqueen was looking for peace, I hope he found it.


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