Alexander McQueen and John Galliano fueled the 1990s fashion world with ego and excess, according to new book.
'Gods and Kings' by Dana Thomas pulls back the veil on a decade of hedonism and genius. McQueen killed himself and Galliano killed his career.
A world of violence, debauchery, status-seeking courtesans and revolutionary taboo breaking falls under the weight of its own decadence and hedonism.
Roman Empire? No, the fashion universe of Alexander McQueen and John Galliano.
These two twisted creative geniuses turned the 1990s into the decade of
fashion excess, when top designers were so enabled that they could have
their limo drive them directly to the beach in St. Tropez or have a
minion demand a room backstage at a fashion show where the boss could
shoot up.
The behind-the-scenes dramas of McQueen and Galliano explode in the new
book, “Gods and Kings” by Paris-based fashion writer Dana Thomas, who
covered the industry for Newsweek for a decade.
“Both had their demons,” says Thomas. “They made a Faustian bargain with a monster that sucked the life out of them.”
That monster was luxury fashion. The era provided unprecedented profits
— but also enormous pressure to deliver the next sensation and send
shock waves from the runway. The pressure was unrelenting — in McQueen’s
case, fatal; in Galliano’s case, ruinous.
Here's a Galliano look from 1993, during the era of excess.
McQueen’s maid found him hanging in his London home on Feb. 11, 2010.
Little more than a year later Galliano imploded, spewing anti-Semitic
slurs as he attacked a woman in a Paris café. He was briefly banished
from the business, though he is attempting a comeback as creative
director of the Paris-based house Maison Martin Margiela.
“McQueen was trying to get help. His work schedule was so frenetic he
kept canceling his shrink appointments. It was heartbreaking,” says
Thomas.
“With Galliano it was always the drink. Drink. Drink. Drink.”
In
"Gods and Kings," fashion writer Dana Thomas tells the story of
Alexander McQueen and John Galliano whose spectacular rise and tragic
fall ended the era of superstar designers.
“The goal was spectacularly flamboyant shows (to get) attention around the world,” Thomas says.
In those drug- and ego-fueled days, the competition was fierce to grab
the headlines. This was the era when Tom Ford sent a man down a runway
in a Gucci-logo-covered G-string.
“That did it for me,” laughs Thomas. “But the pace was unsustainable and it caused a lot of wreckage.”
Galliano sought inspiration in late-night binges in clubs — but then
wouldn’t show up for work. Meanwhile, he was so coddled he never learned
how to use an ATM or send an email. He was driven even short distances
in his ubiquitous car, the windows tinted black. Thomas once saw him
being driven to a beach in St. Tropez.
McQueen only got more crazed after he quit Dior and took his own label
to Gucci in 2000. His madness was perfectly captured by a bizarre demand
his advance team made to Barneys executives before a menswear event in
New York. McQueen, the execs were told, would would need a room “where
he can do his drugs.” Barneys said no and McQueen skipped the show.
It all ended badly. It had to. And fashion closed the door on an era of
the superstar designer — for better, but also for worse, Thomas says.
“The kids designing today are far more like employees,” she says. “And
they are treated like employees. They work for the machine, cash their
checks and have health benefits.”
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