The time has finally arrived. Thanks to the "Savage Beauty" exhibit at The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City, on Wednesday, May 4th those of us not part of the Hollywood-fast-track-I-have-friends-in-low-places-look-at-us-we're-beautiful scene can witness greatness.
I must admit, last week when Catherine Middleton married Prince William I was not amongst the throng setting their American alarm clocks for 4:00 a.m. in preparation for the nuptials. Truly, the only interest I had was (1) who designed the gown and (2) what would it look like.
At 7:00 a.m. I rolled over and turned on the news. I was rewarded beyond my dreams when I learned none other than Sarah Burton from the House of Alexander McQueen was the chosen one...and she did him proud. The gown was stunning and I was once again in awe of what this young woman has accomplished in the face of such devastating sadness.
I remember when Vogue introduced us to Sarah Burton as the new creative director for Alexander McQueen less than four months after his death. Despite working alongside him for 14 years, all I could think was, "Holy Smokes! Lady, you've got some BIG shoes to fill."
I don't know if it was because we were born the same year (1969) or because he was pushing the fashion boundaries into such amazing art one could not help be amazed. But I was deeply saddened when Lee Alexander McQueen took his own life. Genius barely scratches the surface of this visionary...I mean, c'mon folks...just take a look:
Incidentally...I really want this one. I have absolutely no idea where I could ever wear it, but I really want it.
At some point before the exhibit ends on July 31 I will make it to The City (yes, I have capitalized it...after getting to spend time there last month I have deemed it capital-worthy) to view this greatness. And my dear friend, David, if you get there before me...think of me...and share every moment with the rest of us. For it is only in appreciating greatness that we can ever aspire to the same.