Back when Madame Sunday was just a young diva in training I would watch nothing but those Style File shows on VH1 with the ravenous attention only a fifteen year old trapped in bumfuck Georgia could have. I was fascinated by Vivienne Westwood and McQueen in particular. It takes a great talent to create fantasy that's inspirational and not "trying too hard to be weird because I can".
Vivienne if you die too I'm going to have a meltdown. You're like a thousand years old so I think you're immortal. That's good. I'm fragile right now.
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These are just a bunch of images I found on google but go here for a 1994-96 retrospective or here for a career overview.