Oh I loved punk fashion and her attitude.
Here’s a quote from a tribute in Bazaar that I find worthy:
“ She had an obsessive, magic relationship with the history of fashion, taking up familiar costumes with all their semiotic hooha, and lampooning them into commentary on the way we see ourselves, and doggedly insisting that no article of clothing has some “fixed” meaning we all share. Instead, her work suggested, a designer’s job is to constantly add to, and most of all complicate, our presumptions about style and identity and clothes, reinterpreting and recontextualizing garments. This is also what made her a true original: she raged against the status quo while also delighting in the beauty of historic costume. And she could do this with delighted tension because she seemed not to view the creation of art and clothing as the tug between creating something new and upholding tradition. Instead, she ran at what seemed nonnegotiable—bustles, corsets, frock coats, and even what words were appropriate to put on a T-shirt—with sizzling sticks of dynamite, and applied them with a couturier’s touch.”
