High Stitching

Two 'bio-streams' about dead gay fashionistas

I could have been Lee Alexander McQueen’s husband.

Back in the last years of the 20th century, the now sadly deceased British designer, usually described as an ‘enfant terrible’ of the fashion world, offered to marry me. In writing.

In 1998, my fax machine (younger readers: a kind of steam-powered email) intercepted a call, began beeping and whirring, and…