When you think you’ve seen all there is to see about separates, spring turns around and finds a whole new way of doing things! What’s on now? Cotton and cord going to any lengths with pants… soft lawn with tiny prints for shirting and some of the very newest skirts. And we’re giving you ideas about what spring’s all about!
Always lovely to see the West Pier here in Brighton, in all its glory two years before its closure in 1975. For those not familiar with it, the West Pier has had a very sad and protracted demise since then and only the skeleton remains, stranded out at sea. Thankfully, its prettier heyday was well-documented on film and in shoots like this.
Whether you believe in star signs or not, this lovely editorial is certainly fun to browse. Pretty happy with my Cancerian Annacat dress, modelled by Stephanie Farrow, but greatly envy the Aries and Scorpio threads.
(Also, please don’t shout at me about the furs. I don’t like them either but it would be weird to leave out Leo and Aquarius. Just pretend they’re fake…)
Suddenly this summer the shops are selling masses of hats that before would have only been dug up for garden parties, weddings, sports days or camping it up. For years magazines and designers have shown their clothes with hats, but they don’t usually turn up in the street. Fashion editors often feature ‘picture hats’ like those on the previous page posed in some romantic setting or framing an immaculate new make-up, but one never actually sees them on a number 19 bus. Now hats have gone the way of all clothes; there are no rules; you can wear anything with anything. Any hat, whether it’s wide-brimmed and floppy with half a haberdashery department stuck over it, or a small crocheted cloche pinned with a bunch of plastic fruit, i fine with either nostalgic Forties’ dresses or a dirty old pair of jeans. And you can still wear it to a wedding if you want to.
Modelled by Jean Shrimpton.
Photographed by Hans Feurer.
Scanned from The Sunday Times Magazine, June 20th 1971.
Spring is a story of air spun with flowers – voile light as veils – with veil upon voile. Lyrical layers of patterns together. Bewitching play of light and limb – a gentle illusion to see through – or not – the legs veiled in trousers quite sheer, skirts long and then suddenly short at one side, a flurry of leg through the frills and the flowers. Mary Quant played Pied Piper to the young in the sixties, now she designs to the heart of the new mood with her prettiest collection in years.
Two silk prints in primary colours on beige. £69 at Liberty. Flower strewn hat by Christian Dior Chapeaux. Beige shoes by Andrea Pfister at Bata International. Necklaces and rings from Hope & Eleanor.
The new Liberty silks by Bernard Nevill are quintessential summer—sprigged or swagged with flower from the cornfield, the garden the riverbank, in primary colours on tinted grounds. For a hot sun day, a slate blue trellised blazer over a dress with sprigged pleats, for a sunshine evening, a dress of all sorts of flowers and paisley gathered into long skirt and round puff sleeves. The first look to make, the second to buy.
Prints from Liberty’s Chameleon range designed by Bernard Nevill.
Photographed by Barry Lategan.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vogue, July 1971.
Quilted jacket and wildflower pleats, left: Slate and black blazer, Vogue Paris Original Pattern 2499, designed by Ungaro. Blue flowered beige dress with long sleeves, long torso. Vogue Pattern 2469. Panama hat, by Diorling, from Debenham & Freebody. Suede shoes by Pedro Garcia.
Left: Fluid white Celon jersey twisted round the neck, falling through an embroidered belt in turquoise and tangerine. By Susan Small. Silver and gold shoes by Richard Smith for Chelsea Cobbler. Right: Devonshire cream chamois halter top, sashed over skirt of creamy wool sunray pleats by Jean Muir. Shoes in Liberty Tana Lawn by Manolo Blahnik for Zapata.
Photographed by Bailey.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vogue, March 1972.
Navy chiffon pleats, sashed with navy ribbon, by Roland Klein at Marcel Fenez. Black leather shoes by Mary Quant.