I have always had great respect for the sheer talent that is Galliano...
Although I loved YSL, adore JPG and revered the skills of the (Mc) Queen himself, it was above all Galliano that mesmerised me and taught me to see fashion as... art.
Recently I too saw the drunken genius open his mouth in cyberspace and spew out his profanities in dead wind...
Loosing his footage, step by step, inch by inch before my very eyes...
Sliding down, down, down into the abyss ...
Yet I mourn this fool, this king of dreams, this Icarus, mourn and pity him for his lack of compassion, maturity, sense of self, worth and common decency...
And I remembered a lesson once learned... talent is nothing without humility, greatness nothing without kindness and adulation nothing but a mirage in a dessert void of all self knowledge.
Yet, I hope. For him. And for fashion.
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He is truly a genious when it comes to fashion...
Yes, his clothes will eventually be in some museum just like the one I saw this summer on YSL...
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