Long before his death, Alexander McQueen had ceased to be a mere name and become a brand synonymous with the extraordinary: sharp angles, jarring contrasts, animalistic rawness.
But even as his pieces exuded confidence, the man behind them hid. Andrew Wilson’s Alexander McQueen: Blood Beneath the Skin — recently re-issued in paperback from Scribner — explores the designer’s inner life with testimonies from friends and family of “Lee” (as McQueen liked to be called) to create a portrait of a shy youth, brother, lover, fashion visionary and troubled soul. Andrew Haigh is slated to direct a film adaptation in 2017. andrewwilsonauthor.co.uk
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