Alexander McQueen is simply fantas-magnifi-orgasmic. He is an artiste.
Fashion is so cliche as it is; the names that make it big are different than the names that make their items marketable.
For example, I’ve been introduced to the work of two different freelance stylists, and their approaches are incredibly different. One practices styling as a pure form of art; the photoshoots are high/editorial fashion; the look is approachable only to a select few (some may point and say “elite”). The other has an incredibly keen edge on what will be marketed to whom; what kind audience will look at a certain edgy shirt and be 1) afraid or 2) stoked to buy it. You can see this in the way they run and manage their shoots.
A lot of fashion houses have trapped their creative director within these boundaries. Sure, there’s a difference between haute couture and pret-a-porter, but there’s a feeling that a creative ceiling exists– while many pieces of either line are unrealistically impractical– have they reached these heights of imagination, wide range of creative freedom?
Not to mention the hair!
There’s something strangely hybrid/cyborg like with this line; while futuristic, the bright graphics definitely clash with the usual take on a Star-Treck suit.And the form fitting sculpts really pull it together– taht strange black clutch with holes for your fingers… well. We’ll see what others come up with, now that he’s gone above and beyond…