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Date: Fri, 15 Oct 2010 12:14:13 +0000
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Lee, I once heard that you leave this world twice.
The first time is when you die, and the last time is when the last person speaks your name.
Lee, if this is true - then, you will truly live forever.
The first thing Lee would have said to me, is remember it's not about you — it's all about me. (as if i
didn't know that already)
I don't really know how to express here today what Lee gave, shared and was to me.
How can you possibly put those 18 years into words that would even feel close to enough.
Sometimes I feel that Lee was lost by so many, but he felt he was loved by so few.
He never knew how much and how many people cared about him, particularly in the wider world,
beyond fashion. I don't think any of us really did, people the had never met or dressed or wore his
clothes - for their own reasons - felt they knew Alexander McQueen. The man behind this huge talent
and genius, touched so many and was admired for his uncomplicated and honest way; he kept true to
who he was and where he'd come from....he was a special man not just to all of us, not just in fashion
and what he created in London, but to those he inspired - young people all over the world, people from
all walks of life.
When I first came to St Paul's cathedral I never thought this would be possible but of course I came
here for Lee. I should have reminded myself then, that Lee made the impossible possible, not just in
fashion and business but in the lives he changed around him.
Londoners took him to their hearts as the greatest designer this country ever produced. He was
brilliant, uncompromising, shockingly funny, kind, generous, yes a little tricky and the best man I will
ever know and the best friend I will ever have.
Lee And I first met in Hoxton 18 year ago, Isabelle had brought me to LEE, this is something I will
always be so very grateful for. I was wearing a pair of Vivienne Westwood platforms and a rara skirt,
Lee was in a very large blue and white checked shirt, he loved a check.
As lee moved it seems so did I, Lee told me to come to Paris, we both Shared a fear of the Dark,
possibly me more than him. I walked into the bedroom we were sharing, Lee had placed 20 pillows
down the centre of the bed, I turned to him, I was like, are you serious?, he looked at me with total
sincerity and said "it's just in case you get a little frisky." It was like Hadrian's Wall, the Scots on one
side, the Romans on the other.
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Lee you remember all the Christmases we spent together, you could never wait for Christmas day to
open your presents, so we opened them together, just the five of us, you and me, Minta, Juice and
Kalem, in the witch's cottage in Hastings --, where the girl came down from the tree
your cottage
by the sea, we'd walk along the pebbled beach, do you remember when you lost your keys?, you
prayed to the saint of lost things, I can't remember his name you were alway's the religiouse one, you
remeber Mary Magdalin and then what a miracle you found those keys in a sea of grey pebbled stones
on Christmas day the turkey burnt we made it home to the cottage by the sea..
I think of Lee every day, I talk to him in the car as we drive along with Juice sitting down by his feet. He
tells me in no uncertain terms how I am going the wrong way and of corse he has a far better route,
"you know I was born with the knowledge". He turns and looks at me still, with those bright blue eyes,
we speed along not speaking for a little while, he's annoyed - of course, we know I took the wrong
way.
It starts to rain, a cute boy stands on a corner, the route's not so bad I say. You shout stop, as you
would, my foot slams to the floor, as you kiss me goodbye and close the door, as I drive away your
laugh rings in my ear, I turn another corner, you wave goodbye and disappear.
I still hear that laughter every day
Nelly May Ltd
50a Buttesland Stritutt
I 'oilman Square
London NI 6IW
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