Piece of Lee

It was a scrum as I walked through selfridges today... everyone wanted a scarf, a token, a piece of McQueen... The tills were red hot. Every now and then a show, a moment, a memory of fashion moments past would pop into my head. As well as the shocking there was the sublime. Those that experienced one of his early London shows will never forget them... this was when he had everything to prove and nothing to loose, and perhaps then was when his imagination soared to new heights and took London with it. The scarves might be all but sold out... but Shalom getting sprayed in the mental asylum, the ice skaters, the unexpected and the beauty that came with it that was a real fashion moment - something very rare in these times.