Writer Cintra Wilson's faces her fashion kryptonite, Alexander McQueen, in this week's Times. She loves the man's designs so much, she dare not enter his stores. Unsurprisingly, on this visit to his Meatpacking boutique, she falls for item after ridiculously-priced item, eventually throwing down more than a thousand dollars for a dress. "But this wasn’t a dress: It was the fulfillment of my deepest desires, in wool. For a literary performance, it was the perfect fusion of tweedy respectability and autobahn curves. Elves had tailored it on me while I slept. 'Dammit!' I snarled miserably at my ideal reflection." [NYT]
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