Thursday, February 11, 2010

McQueen

We here at Bloke were greatly saddened by the news of ace-designer Alexander McQueen's passing in London on Thursday. Early reports indicate that McQueen took his own life. He was 40.

The much celebrated designer had been a top name in fashion for years, redefining mens and womens style with the whimsy of a Dadaist. Even as late as last month, McQueen continued to produce brilliant new works that won over audiences with no hint that he was troubled. His career had been one success after another, culminating in induction as a Commander of the Order of the British Empire in 2003 for his sartorial efforts, along with a highly praised personal line, and collaborations with MAC and Lady Gaga.

He will be greatly missed by all of us at Bloke and Fashion Me Fabulous.

Alexander McQueen
1969 - 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010

The mid-winter shoe

The metaphorical mayfly... or better yet, june bug of foot wear. Made necessary by the siege warfare road salt wages every year against shoes and boots alike in northern climates. When a well worn pair are ceremoniously or unceremoniously heaved into the waste bin (choose accordingly), defeated by the caked on sodium that wears a shining fake-leather into cracked plastic, and sued or fur into stucco, the mid-winter shoe comes bravely to face it's ultimatly tragic destiny.

It typically comes from the post-Christmas month-spanning sales, when prices are in free fall. A pair that began as $90 now wears the bargin-red sticker of $17.95.

They are an investment only as a stylish 'survival' method until the ice of winter and the mud of sping clear up, and like Leonidas and his 300 at Thermopylae, are fated to be destroyed fending off the worst the world can throw at them, protecting the rest of your shoe rack.

They are usually a thicker sneaker of boot, perfect for the cold and wet seasons, but uncomfortable (and by then, ugly) in the summer, eventually becoming out of style by the fall.

Few ever make it that far. Most begin to fall apart by May, and are religated to being hidden in a closet or kept outside in the garage, rarely if ever to be worn again.

This year, I think I shall do my best to save mine.