So Yves St Laurent has died at the age of 71.World-renowned haute couture fashion designer and head of Dior by the age of 21.
Rich beyond his wildest dreams.
Surrounded and fawned over by all the young Ganymedes he could shake a stick at (the world's most stunning supermodels too if ever he fancied a change!)
Best buddy to princesses and pop stars alike.
Drug-addled and depressed for most of his adult life.
Yves dharling (air kiss, air kiss) , why did on earth did you suffer in silence? Plenty of us would have been more than happy to relieve you of at least some of these terrible burdens!
Ok, so they do say 'Never judge a man until you have walked a mile in his moccasins.' (by then you'll be a mile away and you'll have his moccasins!)
Except of course that YSL wouldn't have been seen dead in a pair of moccasins!
Don't know about you, but I never have understood this 'rich and depressed' thing. How does that work exactly?
