Friday, October 15, 2010

New things

Time between my posts seems to be getting longer and longer! I am sorry I've been neglecting you all, I miss you very much. Today I received a package in the mail and thought I had forgotten that I had ordered something. A book perhaps? Yes it was! But I definitely hadn't ordered anything.. I opened the brown paper parcel and found a book wrapped in a big black ribbon, it was beautiful! The Glossy Life, the second book by Marianne Vicelich. I cant wait to start reading it so I can tell you all about it!

Love love!


Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Things I love and turning 22

Its only a few days from my birthday and I am super excited!

This past year has been a busy one, that's for sure! I decided to show you all some stuff that has made me smile this year.

Pic from my SG shoot, "Moss and Cooling"

♥I really started getting into being tattooed recently. Like HARDCORE into it! I love it so much, but most of all I love my artist. Kraig Wilkins. He's done some of the most beautiful work on me and I could not be happier about it.
I'll be doing a tattoo blog and be exhibiting my work there, so I wont show any now so its a surprise!

♥My puppies! Penny and Quiqueg had a little family! They're so cute, it'll make your face explode! I gave two of them to my Mom and I decided to keep two for myself.

In order of appearence, Angus, Queenie, Forrest and Tuppence.


♥ Tattooed boys. They're so fun to look at! My girlies and I are massive perverts with no shame, as you would have noticed.. But who needs shame when you're happy with who you are?

♥ My girlies. I love them like.. Uhh..

Nothing compares.

Mercedes, Elora and Ashleigh. My amazing loves! These girls rock my world hardcore.

♥ Drop Dead clothing. I swear I have bought Oli Sykes a new car with how much I have bought from that brand. Its comfy and has amazing designs and is made really well too.. Quality matters! Hit up and check out their stuff. You'll love it!
I have this Tshirt!

♥ Suicide, I'm only a hopeful right now but I hope to be a fully fledged SG one day. Being on the site has been so much fun! Check out my link in the sidebar if you're interested!

♥Amity Affliction. This is the Album of the year. I'll admit, the cover is what got me, but every song is amazing and the whole thing is put together amazingly. Its the only CD that gets played in my car right now. Though I do have the odd mp3 playing, its only cause I'm scared to scratch my love.

♥ My car. The little shit box that dreams are made of.. It has so many 'cute' things hung from the rearvision mirror and teddies on the back, one wonders how I see out of any of the windows, but the fun my friends and I have in that car cannot be beaten. I love my little boat!

♥ James Jean is one of the most amazing artists of life and I have dedicated half of my leg to his artwork. Also, some of my bedroom wall space too. His style blows my mind and leaves me wanting more. Check out to see his stuff!

♥ Amy Meredith, yet another awesome band I cant wait for Summer to crank in my car. They're so much fun to listen to and make you wanna shake your booty! Cant wait for them to come back to Adelaide in September! Weee!

Must admit I have a massive crush on Joel.. Mercedes has one on Christian though, so its all good!

♥ Local music and apparel makes my heart sing. To know that my little city is capable of producing bands like Capulet and At Fates Mercy puts a smile on my face. Also with brands like Fire to Scarecrow and Thorn Enterprises and upcoming brands like Lucky Licorice and Run&Hide clothing there isn't much NOT to be excited about!

♥ YOU!! You, my beloved readers, whether you hate me or love me, knowing you're reading something I've written and it makes you think; couldn't make me any happier! Keep on reading, commenting, emailing and don't forget to tell your friends!


These are the things that have made my year amazing. I hope for the next one to be just as cool! Goodbye 21! Bring on being 22!!



Love means never giving up.

Dear world.

Here is a rant I need to get out of my system about "the spark".

What the hell is wrong with people? The next time I hear someone ruining a good relationship because a lack of "the spark" my head will fucking EXPLODE! I thought the spark was something you felt when you were 17.. I mean.. Think about it.. Back then if you had a spare $100 and you saw a TV on sale you would fucking buy it straight up.. Now days you think before you buy. Its the same with love.. You're all grown up now and you gotta weigh the pros and cons of a relationship before you jump into it, test it out, and get into it slowly.

If you like someone, you like them, you hang out with them, you want to know what they're doing and if they are wondering the same about you. Apparently though you need more. MORE?! More than being cared about? REALLY?! This "spark" bullshit is just a bunch of young adults with "Peter-Pan syndrome" who wont pull their heads out of their asses and see that love is about commitment and hard work.. If you want to fall in love that fast, then you don't fucking deserve to be in love. Love is worth the wait. You're never gonna get tingles and grins if you throw it at everyone you think you have a fucking "spark" with. Soon enough, "I love you" will have no meaning to you and you will end up empty and alone.

Think about the last impulse buy you got.. Do you even remember it? Sure, I bet you loved it at the start. But where is it now? Now think about the first love you had as a teenager. It was all shiny and new and pretty wasn't it. How long did it last huh? It was so easy then. But nothing good comes easy.

ANYTHING worth having, is worth fighting for.

So you "kids" can keep your fucking spark. I want an adult who knows what it means to put care and effort into something as special as being with someone.

You're worth the wait.


Tuesday, August 10, 2010



Sooo.. It so happens that I am a hopeful on I think you should all Join and vote me in to being a real life Suicide Girl!

First up, for all you haters. There is nothing wrong with being naked. It is the way we were born and we should embrace what nature gave us. So if you wanna tell me that what I'm doing is wrong, you're wasting your time. For the lovers! You guys rock. I wouldn't be here it it weren't for you! This blog and its followers is what gave me courage to take it up a notch and join. Go check out my photos! I also have a personal blog on there, where you can read about what I get up to on a weekly basis. I write about boy troubles, car troubles, tattoo appts, music I love and sometimes have the odd bitch. I hope wait to see you guys there! Maybe we could even be friends and I could read about your day? I hope so!

For those who are unsure what Suicide Girls are, you really have to check out the site for yourself. Its an amazing collection of pin up girl photographs, where the girls are real and beautiful in their own way. What other people thought made us weird or fucked up, we think it makes us beautiful. Its a site where women can come together and express themselves, not only via their photos, but through their blogs and more. Suicide Girls is a community of men and women who appreciate the different and sometimes weird girls who differ greatly from the mainstream.

SO; I'm super excited. I shot my set about a month ago and its due to
go live in September. I will be doing a couple more shoots before then, so keep your eyes peeled! The photo above is part of it. So much fun shooting it! Though maple syrup is pretty sticky and hard to get off. But who could resist nude pancake breakfasts?

If you're interested, join up now! Even try out to become a SG! You never know.. Your cluster of random freckles or your bright orange mohawk might be what gets you there.

Here's my page anyway! And to join up, click the link in the side bar!

Love, peas and sexy naked ladies make the world go round!


Saturday, July 24, 2010

Regular Obsession!

As you might remember, I am obsessed with sausage dogs.

I just found an awsome website.

SQUEEEE!! Enjoy!


Friday, July 23, 2010


Bullies can make you feel so alone and worthless. So I thought that this post would be appropriate after the first comment on my last post.

I know it happens and you do to! Online bullies or "keyboard warriors" are a nuisance but they are bound to happen. They appear when you have something they want in most cases, like confidence or style. Sometimes people don't think about what they're saying, or are just bored and want a reaction.

Don't stress! You have something someone else wants!

Unfortunately, short of crawling under a rock and vanishing, you aren't going to make them disappear. There is no trick to make them stop and there is only a couple ways to find out who it is. But in the end, it never matters.

Remember girls, you're amazing, beautiful people and there are people out there who love you. Forget losers like Anony-miss, who never have anything to say in the first place. Don't stop being who you are, for anyone, ever.

You are loved. By people that matter.


Boys boys boys!


So, a girl often wonders how to pick out a nice young gentleman to escort her about the place. And by this I mean to 'make an impression' as it were. With the way we function these days, its often that we meet boys in bars and clubs. These boys are particularly hard to sort through! But here is a quick how to for the girl on the go.

How to spot a nice guy in a sea of douches.

Number one.

A nice boy will buy you a drink. And not a shitty vodka and lemonade either. He'll get you whatever you like, or even suggest something delicious and new!

Number two.

He'll dance with you. He wont buy you a drink and ditch you just to liqueur you up again in a half an hour. He'll dance with you and flirt with you and laugh with you and offer you his jacket if you go outside to smoke.

Number three.

If you smoke and he doesn't. He will accompany you regardless.

And last but not least, he will ask for your number. If you go home with him, he will drop you home in the morning. He doesn't have to make you breakfast, but dropping you home or even paying for your cab ride means he's a bit of alright. (This only applies to boys who do all of the above)

Good luck in the vast sea of single-dome ladies! Remember, it's meant to be fun! So don't sweat the small stuff.


Thursday, July 22, 2010

I missed you!

Hello hello!

It has been a while since I have had the urge or motivation to write something. And you know me.. I need something to inspire, otherwise it just turns out crap! I have missed you lovely ladies and I am please to announce that I am back.

SO! Where to begin? Things have changed and I can most likely instruct on how to rid yourself on a hang over now rather than pick out a wedding dress and what you can wear out to snare a hottie. Yes, the single life has been treating me well and I hope to bring the fruits of my success to you!

First things first. I say I get all this stuff out the way so that we can move on to valuable life lessons.

Number one! OMIGAWD I love going out! I don't think I can recall a quiet weekend in months! Busy busy busy. I've been meeting amazing new people and catching up with rad old friends too. Its funny who you leave behind when you're in love, huh?

Number two! I've gotten a few more tattoos.. Yes. I am still addicted! I never stopped really.. Was just too poor.

And number three! Boys boys boys! I wouldn't say I'm a hussy or anything, but I do like a good 'kiss-goodnight-to-go" every now and then.. I'm not even entirely sure what that means to me, much rather what it means to you girls! (I mean kissing and running!) Ooh la la!

Alright! Now we can get back to it!


Wednesday, April 21, 2010


For those of you who don't know me. I was engaged recently and it has sort of.. well.. ended.

I've been staying with a friend of mine and she has been a total angel. She's an amazing girl and I wanted to tell the world about her.

My friend Ashleigh; tells me I'm beautiful. Takes me out and helps me meet amazing people. When ever I say something inspirational, she's there with a sunflower in hand to tell me I did something good. I love her so much.

Throughout this break up she has been my rock. My shoulder to cry on
and my new cuddly nook. My duel laughter. My cuddles in the morning, day, evening and night. My best friend the way they are in movies. She's been the stars watching me and my guardian taking care of me when I fall down. She's remarkable and smart and funny.. And I don't know what I would do without her.

So, Ashleigh. Thank you. You are an amazing friend and an even more amazing and beautiful person. I love you till the ends of the earth.


Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Who's hair is it anyway?

If you've ever thought about getting hair extensions or already have them, have you ever wondered where it came from? If you don't want to know then I suggest you don't read this article. Now I'm not talking about synthetic hair of course. I'm talking about real hair. Where does it come from? Horses? No, its labeled "human hair" for a reason.

It usually occurs where work is either poorly paid or not paid at all. People speculate it could be from dead people. (Which is gross anyway..) But how could it all be? The nutrients from their bodies would be gone and the hair would be of poor quality. Its true, they do sometimes sell it. But live human hair is far better and sells for a lot more money.

In a number of Countries such as India, China and Eastern European countries; Which is where the best quality hair comes from. Women grow, shave and sell their hair, or even offer it to satisfy a god.

The places that harvest the hair, known as 'hair factories', sign women up to grow their hair to a specific length and quality. They are very serious and strict with the conditions under which the girls must grow it. The women - and sometimes their whole families - must keep their hair away from any contact with pollutants and make sure it is kept in top condition while to grows. Sometimes the factories even provide food for it's workers to ensure that the hair grows to a good enough standard.

When the time comes for the hair to be harvested the women line up at the factory before their heads are shaved completely bald and they are sent out to start the whole process again.

This may seem like a girl's worst nightmare to you and for many girls it is, but for other women it is the easiest and most effective way of providing for their family and the alternatives could be much much worse.

However not all hair 'donors' benefit financially from such a huge sacrifice. In some parts of India women are conned out of their precious locks without even knowing they are then being sold to other, more financially well off, beauty conscious women around the world. And it can be a horribly traumatising experience for them.

In 2006 it was reported how in the hills of Tirupati, in India, a Hindu temple has become the second richest religious site in the world; due mostly to it's sale of human hair.

It was reported that every day in India, up to 4,000 women visit the temple to take part in a "religious ceremony", called 'Tonsuring', where the girls must shave off their hair as a sacrifice to the god Vishnu. These women believe that taking part in the ceremony is a sign that they are willing to give up their pride and vanity, and to thank the gods or ask them for health and happiness in the future - little do they know is that they're also making a lot of money for those who run the temple.

After the 'ceremony' all the hair that is collected is combed, sorted into lengths and dyed before being shipped to Western countries to sell as wigs and hair extensions.

So while you could see extensions as a great way to give us a beauty boost and make us feel great with our new luscious locks - there is in fact a much bigger human story behind every lock of hair.

So next time you feel like you need some extra volume for your hair, buy synthetic or just pick up a teasing comb and learn how to make your own hair sexy and voluptuous all on its own.


Monday, March 22, 2010

More dash than cash!

This Monday I stumbled upon an amazing website After a quick browse I found my dream shoe and quickly bought it. $300 cheaper than from the store!

Started in early January 2010 and run by a charming lady named Gem. She has a massive range of shoes, bags and accessories at a fraction of the price you would pay in store! Like a net-a-porter you don't need to cry over. They aren't real real, but they're great super high end knock offs and look totally amazing and are worth every penny. From Manolo to Hermes you will not be stuck for choice.

The store is super easy to browse and should you have any trouble with anything, you can add Gem on MSN and speak directly to her about your order. She answers quickly and is very polite and easy to talk to.

On close inspection of the shoes, they have seamless detail and are perfect. I mean PERFECT. Arriving in a brand name dust protector bag and designer box. You cannot tell the difference! Luxe love at its best! All leather products are real and they even come with certificates of authenticity. Your mail man will think you won the lottery!

Mention that you found dash-style here for a $10 discount on any pair of designer shoes! (coupon code DASH10OFF)

Happy shopping ladies!

PS. There's boys shoes too!


Monday, March 15, 2010

The Problem with Money

I wish...
I am the worst person at saving money. I cannot, for the love of anything dear, save.
I don't really see the point unless its for something I really want or somewhere I want to go to. But now the place I want to go to and the thing I want have become the same thing.
I want to buy my first house.

What should look like this..

I have had a peep on a few real estate sites and liked what I saw. ($250k for a 2 bedroom appt in the city? Nice.) Then it was revealed to me that there is other costs. I hate other costs! Why the hell is interest so high anyway? With Australian banks now a little more than a couple of billion dollars ahead of their usual earning for the year (in March), now they're just being greedy. I get the whole stamp duty thing and other moving costs. But this interest rate business is getting a bit out of hand isn't it? So when I did a loan calculator with the current interest rate over the maximum period possible, which was 30 years (so you pay less monthly, ie. $1,700pcm), it showed that I would end up paying a whopping $560k interest on top of the $240k I would borrow from the bank. Making the grand total of a small, 2 bedroom starter apartment, $800 000.


Really looks like this.

No wonder you don't see any people in their 20's owning houses! With most people in that age group only averaging 2 years at each place they work in, (its true!) its hard to find a well paying job you love these days. Not to mention the courses you have to take to be able to do some of the jobs out there. Good luck even paying rent during your full time 5 year engineering course. You could just live with your parents the whole time. But after you become engaged or pregnant or any derivative of another person coming into your life, say goodbye to any harmony you may have had.

If on the other hand, if you want to say, pay your dream house off in 5 years. Be prepared to pay $3-4000 a month. So you will probably have to get say; a second job, plus be a stripper on the side, just to pay your loan and live. I can see why people are so hesitant on getting a mortgage now. I never knew what horrible things they were. And if you so happen to have a mortgage and win the lotto. The bank (you know. Those guys who are totally fair and all..) will charge you a penalty fee for paying off the remainder of your loan before the set date.

Yeah, you heard me.

So my dream of being a home owner is a little far off for now. But one day, I will have the castle of my dreams. Oh the things I will have in there! Now all I need is the winning numbers for the next lottery.


"Real" Women.

A friend of mine pointed out the other day that clothes for larger women are always labelled "for REAL women". I myself have seen this too. But for the love of god, we cannot find the same label on smaller clothing. For skinnier girls. Are we not real women too?

Do we not have the ability to have babies? Have PMS? Love? Be loved? We all go through the same stuff. So why is the world trying to tell us that we have to be either a stick or a fat lump, then classing us as real and fake? My friend was actually upset by this accusation that only big women are real. As far as I'm concerned, we are all real women. With feelings and thoughts, regardless of the size of our bodies.

This is where life gets confusing. The debate about what looks best aside, we should focus on what it means to be a healthy, happy woman, rather than who gets the best clothing. Yes, smaller women tend to be healthier, happier and more confident, but I don't think that should make larger women resent them. Why not aspire to be that? Find a diet that works and stick to it. Don't just sit there and rain hatred down on small girls. Its actually not fair to anyone.

Smaller girls also do tend to get a bit over confident and bitchy towards bigger girls. You know why? I'll tell you. Because we always get the feeling you hope we trip and break our necks for being small.

See? Double edged sword. This lack of communication isn't good for anyone.

We are ALL real women. And the second we admit that, we can all help each other to achieve the look and life we want.


Food for Thought - The thing stopping me from exploding


Amidst all my preparations I am finding it hard to get any inspiration to write. My head feels like its literally about to explode. Though that could be due to me wearing power hair for the last week, it doesn't excuse my lack of communication. I apologise to you girls for this. Who knew weddings took so much planning? And don't even get me started on the engagement party. Nightmare. I have possibly become one of those mythical 'Bridezillas' that you see on the lifestyle channel, but as Himself has pointed out, he knew this when he asked me to marry him. So no surprises there.

I am currently battling to keep my life from becoming an Everybody Loves Raymond re-run and not to mention not being able to get a damn thing done because no one is coming with me to give me another opinion. *coughs and glares at bridal party* You too groom-ey!

I wish it was this easy.

I even tried to get a massage to relax me, but when the ring comes off I seem to be free game for even the massage therapists (yes. I was actually GROPED by one) so that didn't help. I do have someone on my side though. My dear Mother. She is a totally amazing woman. (She also sports an amazing NYC taxi whistle, perfect for the city..) She has pretty much held my hand through all the crap that's happening at the moment. *raises glass* Here's to you Angel! Now I just need to start working on the registry and the guest list.. Oh no.. My brain! Its gone again.

Anyway. Enough about me!

Well, maybe a little more... I found some awesome cakes that have come into consideration for the engagement party, they have also temporarily halted my drift into insanity. You should try it! Looking at cakes is surprisingly relaxing. Especially when you have something, ANYTHING you want to plan (wedding, birthday, charity gala, baby shower etc..), it really gets the creative juices flowing! Plus you don't have to think about all those stupid costs and lists and other garb that isn't any fun to plan.

My cake must feed 110 people, so god knows its gotta be a huge one. I didn't even know there were that many people that knew Himself and Myself were engaged! And just so you know.. That's the minimum. *dies*

"Darliiiing!! Cant we just elope?!"

Apparently not.

Enjoy the delicious goodness.

So pretty!

Gawsh this'd make a girl grin on her wedding day wouldn't it.

This one is amazing!

Alice in Wonderland Themes!

Beatrix Potter, tailor of Gloucester hand painted cake.
Its amazing that I found these amazing cakes on Cake Wrecks! They're so perfect! What kind of cake would you like at your wedding?


Friday, March 12, 2010

One Perfect Moment

We've all seen it in the movies. Those perfect Kodak moments that seem to go in slow motion. You probably feel like you've never had one. But you have. Your first kiss, your first 'I love you', your first house or job or baby. Maybe it was the first time you held hands or even smiled at a cute boy across the room. Life is made up of moments, each one precious. You don't need to prove they ever happened with a camera or a video or even telling anyone. These are moments precious to you.

Girls; it feels like we're forgetting how to have those moments. In the heat of it are we too busy trying to scramble to preserve it? Are we that reliant on what other people think of our precious moments? I carry a camera with me, I wont lie. But I haven't charged the battery since I went on holiday. I'm not so super dependant on technology that I cannot function without it. I don't even have a mobile (unless forced to carry one) and I do perfectly well. You see people now days, walking down the street, completely catatonic, oblivious even; to the world around them because they are updating their facebook or emailing someone about how they never get the guy. Meanwhile, a gorgeous guy would walk past and in a non-technology dependant world - he would see her, she would see him. They would make eye contact and accidentally bump into each other's shoulders and apologise and maybe he would ask her out to dinner. - But no. He's on HIS mobile too, doing the same thing. In the real world, they knock each other's shoulders and keep on walking; the moment that could have been, is lost. Because we are searching in a place that isn't even real. Its true that one in three married couples met online. But that's because that's the only place they were looking.
Does this look like fun?

Did you happen to meet a lovely guy once at a bar. Seemed like a great person, spoke to you, looked into your eyes when he talked to you. Then asked "whats your Facebook?" Tell me, what are you doing now? Are you dating? Or did you have so much "textual" contact online that nothing sparked. There was no point in hanging out because you could say everything you wanted online, there's even a list of what he likes and doesn't like! You don't even have to ask. In the search for love and new connections. Is it the over connectedness that's destroyed our chances?

This looks more fun to me..

I hate to use myself as an example; but I feel like after countless relationships based through technology and spent hours texting and not talking I have the right to tell you.

Do you want to know how Himself and Myself got together? The old fashioned way. I think when we were starting to see each other, we probably sent 3 text messages. He would always CALL. We spoke on msn twice. He went to Canada for a month before we made it official, and yet we still didn't deteriorate to facebook. We video called, he walked to payphones, we did all we could to keep it as real as we possible from that distance. When he got back, we went driving together. We went to the beach, to the dog park - with the sausages - and we spoke on the phone. Never online. And now the longest we've spent apart is 3 days. We've been overseas together and done some of the most amazing things. I have a few snaps here and there. But my life is for living, not documenting.

So ladies, leave the house. Get outside and when you walk down the street. See the world. Not the World Wide Web. Its more fun. I promise.


Thursday, February 11, 2010

Runway King


This morning I awoke to find out the tragic news that beloved fashion designer Lee Alexander McQueen has died. A message on homepage simply reads;

"On behalf of Lee McQueen's family, Alexander McQueen today announces the tragic news that Lee McQueen, the founder and designer of the Alexander McQueen brand has been found dead at his home. At this stage it is inappropriate to comment on this tragic news beyond saying that we are devastated and are sharing a sense of shock and grief with Lee's family.
Lee's family has asked for privacy in order to come to terms with this terrible news and we hope the media will respect this."
An article in the Huffington Post confirms that his death was a suicide.  Taking his life just over a week after his beloved mother had passed.
"(16 March 1969 – 11 February 2010) was an English fashion designer known for his unconventional designs and shock tactics. McQueen worked as the head designer at Givenchy for five years before founding the Alexander McQueen and McQ labels. McQueen's dramatic designs, worn by celebrities including Rihanna, Björk and Lady Gaga, met with critical acclaim and earned him the British Fashion Designer of the Year award on four separate occasions." 
He was an accomplished scuba diver. Using his passion as a source of inspiration in his designs for October 2009 fashion show, "Plato's Atlantis", which was influenced hevily by the waters of the Maldives which he dived frequently, models sported massive 10 inch heels and cemetrical-exploded-paintball-like patterns that could blow your mind floated down the runway effortlessly with Avatar like hair styles and androgynus make-up. Heels made of twisted steel and glittering leather were heavily incorperated and created a sence of 'other-worldliness', the models appearing out of the dark like snakes turned human. 
His designes will echo throught the ages and he will go down in history as a beacon of true indeviduality; being one of the youngest designers to win "Brittish Designer of the Year" awards. He was also awarded the CBE, as well as being named International Designer of the Year at the Council of Fashion Designer Awards. The creator of wearable art earned the endeering nick-names "l'enfant terrible" and "the hooligan of English fashion". And we can clearly see why, with his look always being left of centre and taking the idea that extra mile, making his cauture, 'haute' constantly.

McQueen came from a very humble beginning, born in 1969 to a Taxi Driver and Joyce - a social science teacher. - Brought up in council housing realised his desire to create clothing at a young age; the designer made clothes for his sisters and at age 16 left school to begin a design apprenticeship with Savile Row tailors Anderson & Sheppard, later moving on to Gieves & Hawkes then eventually, famous theatrical costumiers Angels and Bermans. He graduated from Central Saint Martins College of Art and Design receiving his Masters degree in Fashion design and famously, his graduation collection was bought in its entirety by influential fashion stylist Isabella Blow
, whom was also the reason he changed his name from Lee McQueen to [his middle name] Alexander McQueen.  
He became the head designer of Givenchy in 1996, succeeding John Galliano. Arriving at Givenchy, McQueen insulted the founder by calling him ‘irrelevant’, making his first couture collection with Givenchy unsuccessful, with even McQueen himself telling Vogue in October 1997 that the collection was “crap”. McQueen toned down his act at Givenchy, but continued to indulge his rebellious artistic streak, causing a stir in Autumn 1998 with a show including car-robots spraying paint over white cotton dresses, and double amputee model Aimee Mullins striding down the catwalk on intricately carved wooden legs. McQueen stayed with Givenchy until March 2001, when the contract he said was "constraining his creativity" was ended. 
By 2007, mcQueen's brand had became world famous with stores from London, to Milan, to LA. Even so far as to open a store in Las Vegas, the perfect place for his lavish looks. 
McQueen's influence will resinate through young designers and he will, like Chanel and Dior, become part of fashion's most important designers.
Rest now precious one.