A little fascism with your tea, dear?



Style.com sees influences galore:

"For all anyone knew, the guys might have been from Kentucky or Kazakhstan, but dressed in McQueen, they were rough trade for Oscar Wilde, or stiff-upper-lippers in a Powell and Pressburger celluloid classic from the second World War, or military cadets from the Napoleonic Wars. The genetic blessing of bone structure and Guido Palau's spic-and-span public schoolboy hair had something to do with the effect, but ultimately, it was Sarah Burton's clothes that enabled the models to communicate a sweep of English man style."

For us, there was more of a militaristic feel, with undertones of fascism, coupled with a very proper English sensibility. An odd combination, but we think it works. It's a very strong collection and it still contains the Alexander McQueen DNA. Sarah Burton did a great job balancing the wearable with the still quirky and unique style of the brand. Refined, yet fun, with a hint of darkness. If that's not classic McQueen, what is? We, of course, love the jackets and the coats, with their exaggerated collars and shoulders. We think we've established by now that we're total outerwear queens. You couldn't pay us to wear the plaid poncho, though.






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