I think my clothes are okay until I saw another explosive collection from the Rei Kawakubo / Comme des Garcons. The pieces are beyond. They're more than your pant, suit , jacket. They're mementos of her emotions, entities of her vision. We will never have another Rei Kawakubo in the coming generations and it's truly sad thinking about it. She's still alive though as her creations are. But she shall live forever. Unsmiling and watching all of us under her fierce black symmetrical fringe.