...simultaneously sharp and whimsical, risk-taking and carefully wrought, and so layered and thought-provoking that they complicate any easy critique or celebration of the fashion industry. Neither hagiography nor hatchet-job, House of McQueen invites us to ponder fashion, like poetry, as a richly paradoxical evocation of 'being alive' ... In Wallace’s hands, McQueen is as much a character as a historical figure, and the collection reads like a lyrical novel.
...scintillating and indelible ... Although she creates her sumptuous portrait with obvious admiration, Wallace resists being blindly worshipful, refusing to make either a sanitized angel or a romanticized devil out of this singularly complicated and tumultuous individual.
Wallace shows us the sheer physicality of the work ('I think with my bare hands') while capturing creativity in the act ... The lines can be opaque and twisty, but the poems always land on their feet ... With it skittering language, not for your average fashionista, but serious readers will find rich rewards.