Death of a Fashion Queen

(Can I get a whoop whoop for Monty?)
Alexander McQueen, who thought that Bjork and Lady Gaga dress perfectly normally, has committed suicide at the age of 40. Working in fashion on Savile Row, his clients included Mikhail Gorbachev and Prince Charles, in whose jacket lining he once sewed “I am a cunt.” Once he struck out on his own, he introduced the low-rise jeans, which he called “bumsters,” while staging bizarre runway shows, recreating a shipwreck, a human chess game, having car-robots spraying paint over white cotton dresses, and having a double amputee model stride down the catwalk on intricately carved wooden legs. Before he could afford such lavish displays, he went for cheap shocks, with models who appeared to have been physically abused, institutionalized or cosmetically altered, or who simply walked the runway giving the audience the middle finger while McQueen insulted and, on one occasion, mooned the audience. Apparently, at some point he also designed clothing.