Alexander McQueen, The Edward Scissorhands of the Eastend

Suzanne Harrington reviews Blood Beneath the Skin by Andrew Wilson, a new book on the life of fashion’s enfant terrible, Alexander, ‘Lee’ McQueen,  whose personal life was marred by drugs and depression. 

When Lee Alexander McQueen was four, he was going to the park with his mum in East London.

“Mum, I can’t wear this,” he said of the trousers and anorak she’d put him in. “It doesn’t go.”