Cathy Horyn, the former New York Times fashion critic, published a piece in the paper today entitled, "Memories of a Friend, a Teacher and a Fighter", in which she writes about her late friend, L'Wren Scott. In the touching article, Horyn writes: "L’Wren Scott was beguiling to her friends, so I can’t imagine what strangers thought of her. There was her height: 6-foot-7 in heels, which made me (5-foot-7) feel like a shrimp ... Despite her Amazonian height and courtesan-like glamour, L’Wren could rapidly close the distance to another human being." Read some of my favorite excerpts from Horyn's article below and read it in its entirety here.
Even if a woman didn’t relate to L’Wren’s style (and it was very specific style, based on her fairly old-fashioned aesthetic), I used to think she would have an empire if she could talk one-on-one with her customers ... And in those days, her business really ran on a shoestring, with L’Wren and maybe two other women doing all the work. She had an incredible work ethic; if there was one thing that bound all her friends, wherever they were born, it was that. And there was no job she wasn’t willing to do herself.
She was a marvelous teacher, in a way; few people, outside of a French couture salon or a Hollywood costume shop, knew as many practical dressmaker tricks as she did, illusions that bolstered your confidence as they revealed (to me) fundamental lessons about dressing.
Her death is inexplicable to me, and it makes me angry, too. Angry because it’s the loss of a vital, intelligent woman.