
Night for evening: The Party Pyjamas in soft silks and satins.
Photographed in the Ballroom and Crystal Room of The Berkeley Hotel.
Hair by Keith at Smile.
Photographed by Steve Hiett.
Scanned from Vogue, late April 1974.


Night for evening: The Party Pyjamas in soft silks and satins.
Photographed in the Ballroom and Crystal Room of The Berkeley Hotel.
Hair by Keith at Smile.
Photographed by Steve Hiett.
Scanned from Vogue, late April 1974.


And wind it round yourself, fix it with clever knots and little rings, and you’ve got yourself the most baring and daring top of all – a boob tube. Then, when the summer’s over you can untie all the knots and put the rings back on your fingers and you’ve still got a scarf left at the end of it all.
Photographed by Dick Polak.
Scanned from Honey, August 1972.





Long languid shapes, tiny halter necks and easy voluminous trousers. Shades of 30s tea dances and glorious afternoons lounging amongst the hothouse palms in clothes that make you feel every inch a lady while keeping you cool on the hottest day.
Photographed by Richard Selby.
Scanned from Honey, July 1972.






A strenuous day’s sightseeing deserves some-thing more than a cold Campari. In such an idyllic scene you’ll want to look exotic as a jungle flower, cool as that shimmering, irresistible pool. Playsuits—trousers or shorts, halter-necks or wrapovers—blossom bright, beautiful and shamelessly sexy.
Photographed by Roy A Giles at the Club Las Hadas, Manzanillo, Mexico.
Scanned from Honey, June 1973.






Cotton jackets and blouses, comfortable baggy trousers, skimpy bareback sun tops and neat knee-length shorts. Team them up with saucy felt berets and rope-soled espadrilles —wear them anywhere (or on the prom).
A glorious recreation of 1930s photographs by the late great Mike Berkofsky, but we all know those pups are the real stars of the show!
Photographed by Mike Berkofsky.
Scanned from Honey, May 1974.







Daytime dresses in pretty prints and purely simple plains – warm and practical for everyday but special enough for best.
Photographed by Allan Walsh*.
Scanned from Honey, January 1972.
*Usually credited as Alain Walsh, I think it must be the same photographer.






Short, shiny waves, tight to the head and crowned in a slippery sequin beret add the ritzy touch to oyster satins and champagne silks—daring dresses, glamorous enough for anybody’s Rolls.
Brunette model is Therèse.
Photographed by Brian Downes.
Scanned from Honey, December 1971.




Something like these easy-to-wear, soft crêpe or finely knitted swing-back duster jackets, teamed with wide lounging trousers or slit pencil skirts. They’re cool, casual and chic—easily the most comfortable outfits around.
Photographed by Gilles Ben Simon.
Scanned from Honey, May 1973.







. . . or how to wear furs this winter without hurting your pet’s feelings.
There is nothing, absolute nothing quite like wrapping yourself in fur. As a sensuous experience, it is in the same class as a new love, old champagne or fresh truffles. But even the most hedonistic of women are relieved that the threatened species are no longer imported. Snow leopards, tigers and other cats can go their own way and sensibly sybaritic female will look for furs that are farmed, such as fox and mink. This winter, too, the fakes are so wayout and wildly coloured that only a girl without a heart could resist their charms, albeit synthetic. Perhaps that’s why the fur trade have taken the hint and dipped their favourite fox pelts in the dye pot, Furrier Maxwell Croft offers his explanation of the female urge to wear and the male urge to bestow furs: “For many men it is a primitive desire to see his woman in furs.”. Very nice, too.
Plenty to scoff at the end of the copy there, but oh goodness the clothes – the clothes! And the glorious photography of Alice Springs, whose work doesn’t turn up nearly enough for my liking.
Fashion by Deirdre McSharry.
Photographed by Alice Springs.
Scanned from Cosmopolitan, November 1972.









One of the nicest things about a summer holiday or a lazy weekend is not having to do anything—not even get dressed. With a handful of this summer’s prettiest lingerie you can breeze through a day of sunning or swimming. And then dress up for evening in a ravishing nightgown.
Hair by Kerry for Molton Brown
Fashion by Liz Smith
Photographs by Norman Parkinson.
Scanned from Cosmopolitan, July 1979.




