Once upon a time getting into a London nightclub was similar to going for a job interview: terrifying. If you were not well connected, or more importantly, if you didn’t look the part, you would hear these crushing words: “Please exit to the left... Don’t let the door hit you where the good Lord split you.” However, when Leigh Bowery was in town, the welcome wagon was always rolled out, red carpet, paparazzi and all. But when you’re capable of giving birth to a fully-grown woman live on stage, wear headdresses made out of toilet seats and use shaving foam as an accessory – all at the same time – why would anyone (especially ‘Blitz’ club owner Steve Strange) deny you entrance? The term ‘Club Kid’, died out in the early noughties, with all its glitter, talon toenails and polka dot make-up. But dearly departed Leigh Bowery is a name that will never fade to grey. On the week of what would have been his 53rd birthday, we pull out all the stops. Here are our Top 5 Leigh Bowery couture clubbing moments. Here’s how to be queen of the night!
Are you looking to take your favourite winter dress into the coming seasons? Or make your daytime smock a night gown? What would Leigh do? Toughen up and get heavyweight, obviously: add two belts, a military helmet and a luchador mask. It’s time to get into the fashion ring. It’s time to go haute wrestling. Ding, ding, ding.