There is little sadder to me than the realization that even the astronomically talented and wildly successful people in this world, eternally surrounded by fans and supporters, can feel so desperately hopeless and alone. The news of designer Alexander McQueen’s death is a tragic example of that fact and it certainly adds a sobering weight to my otherwise buoyant heart today. He was a visionary in the fashion world and will be sorely missed. When I think of McQueen I immediately think of his signature skulls scarf (a bit ominous today) that I’ve loved for so long. Perhaps today I’ll finally get one.