hang your heads and cry
Yves Saint Laurent
1.VIII.1936 - 1.VI.2008
He's gone. Forever. We have his clothes and his designs, but the man, the archangel, the legend, the last of the Dior-Chanel-Belenciaga-Patou generation, is gone. One of my life inspirations from when I was young.
As a passenger in Louis XIV's funeral cortege apocryphally glowered to the peasant crowds he passed behind the funeral carriage,
"Croak, you frogs, now that the Sun has set."
Répose en paix, chèr Maître.