Poppy field morocaine dress with drawstring neck by Ossie Clark for Radley. Plaited suede sandals by Bata.
Flirty little crêpe dresses so irresistibly feminine you’ll never be alone for long.
Anyone who knows me at all will know that *I* cannot resist crêpe, never mind what a fella thinks. This is a stunning editorial, with a model I’m not sure I recognise from anywhere else – so do comment if you can identify her. Featuring two covetable dresses by Ossie Clark but also featuring two by the mysterious ‘Boobs’ boutique label (by designer Linda Warren). I have found mention of a ‘Boobs’ boutique in Edinburgh, but I think it might just be coincidence. Again, holler if you know anything!
Photographed by Roy A. Giles.
Scanned from Honey, November 1971.
Daring slash necked lemon and lime striped Dicel crêpe dress with paste brooch by Linda Warren at Boobs. Suede plaited shoes by Bata. Tights by Mary Quant.
Chocolate brown Dicel crêpe dress with wide accordian pleated sleeves gathered into deep buttoned cuffs by Linda Warren for Boobs. Scarlet and black scalloped shoes by Ravel. Red art deco compact from Universal Witness.
Skimpy jet black halter neck bonded moss crêpe dress with pink and black polka dot fluted bolero jacket by Rosy Bradford for Quorum. Scarlet glacé leather peep toe shoes from Zapata. Flocked red cherries by Adrien Mann.
Button-through bow-scattered gently flaring crêpe dress from Bus Stop. Black sude sandals by Bata.
Slippery satin dress with palm tree printed bodice by Ossie Clark for Radley. Scarlet leather peep toe shoes by Zapata.
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Ossie’s prints were fabulous, and unmistakable, and his frocks were so wearable.. Oh, the 60’s, early 70’s, Ossie, Bizarre, Mr Fish if you’re a guy, then Mr Freedom,… etc, etc…
Noy Bizarre, Biba. Damn autocorrect.. !
Hi there Emma,
Interestingly, I was looking through my London in the Sixties book published by Pavilion, and on page 67 there’s a photo of a girl trying on some crepe Biba trousers. In the same photo, another customer looking on has a ‘Boobs’ carry bag at her feet. Not my choice of boutique name I have to say, but there it is!
Ooh, interesting. It’s an odd one but also very typical Sixties/Seventies pushing the boundaries for publicity. Better than a bar called ‘Hooters’ anyway 😉