If Los Angeles is known for anything, it’s for it’s hard-hitting journalism, as evidenced by our local female anchors who deliver the latest in news, sports and weather wearing halter tops and leather micro-minis. And now the Los Angeles Times continues to raise the bar with an investigative piece getting to the heart of designer Alexander McQueen’s thoughts on Paris Hilton:
It’s not often that a major European designer poised to open a West Coast flagship shudders at the mention of Paris Hilton. Then again, that’s just the sort of nose-thumbing the world has come to expect from Alexander McQueen, the son of a London cabbie who has established himself as the enfant terrible of the fashion world, sending live wolves down the runway, and basing an entire collection on the Salem witch trials, right down to a blood-red pentagram on the floor. If she comes past the shop, hopefully she’ll just keep walking,” McQueen said of the paparazzi princess. “I don’t really covet that sort of thing.”
Good for you, Alexander! Just to ensure Paris doesn’t try to spend her hardly-earned money in your store, I have prepared a sign for your window:
Too bad, that bird dress would go nicely with Paris’s beak.
April 13th, 2008 at 3:51 pm