By now, you are well aware that the ravishing blockbuster Alexander McQueen exhibition, "Savage Beauty," at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York comes to an end this Sunday.
L.A. pals Michael Schmidt and Douglas Little reported back last night after their Wednesday a.m. visit. On my advice, they were there as soon as the museum opened its doors, and, not surprisingly, it still was an exercise in patience to see each vignette and mannequin up close. Never mind the exercise in tolerance for the crush of humanity as everyone was up against the other.
It was like that for us, too, back in May, when even the likes of Lou Reed and Laurie Anderson were smushed up against Andy, who was patiently holding Nina throughout our three-hour long tour of the show. The Pope of Greenwich Village himself coochie cooed Nina in between eyeballing the installations, which we duly consider her christening.
So much has been chronicled about the exhibition. Among my favorite final words is Eric Wilson's feature in The New York Times last Sunday. My former WWD colleague also updated coverage earlier this week that as of last Sunday night, more than 582,000 people had seen the Met show—breaking all records for a fashion exhibition at the Met, and I'm guessing anywhere worldwide.
Given its marvelous success, no doubt institutions from San Francisco to Moscow are vying to get their hands on "Savage Beauty," though no hint has surfaced as of yet that it will reprise anywhere after it closes (all the more reason to see it if you are anywhere near NYC through this weekend. It's worth the wait.)
In the meantime, make due with the wonderful catalog (I finally received my copy this week). And if that's not interactive enough, there's Tom Tierney's Alexander McQueen paper dolls. Got the booklet months ago and each time I open it up and look at McQueen's wildly brilliant brilliant creations in pen and ink as paper dolls, well, it makes me smile. What the designer would've made of those? Probably confetti. Then again, it's just ridiculous enough an accolade that he might have preferred it to the exaltaion of a museum.
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