Haven’t seen you around lately. But then it hasn’t been raining. Oh dear, look out, here it comes…
Photographed by Pelito Galvez.
Scanned from 19 Magazine, September 1973.
Sinuous straps, wedgy heels and an all-time comeback for soft summer suede in any number of wide-eye summer shades. Shoes that daren’t be just practical — not now there’s so much happening in the clothes line above! With the sort of prices shown here, any girl can take out enough insurance to make sure her footwear not only keeps pace with the rest of her wardrobe, but even makes it that much more special as well!
Illustrations by Leslie Chapman.
Scanned from Petticoat, 20th March 1971.
For much too long now, “dressing up” to go out has been looked upon as simply too uncool for words. Being chic meant arriving at a party in the clothes you got up in that morning and heaven help a girl who attempted anything more extravagant than a lurex halter top and trousers. This year the festive season takes its revenge – and with a vengeance! There is room for all the glamour you can muster and then some. It’s time for every girl to discover her own specially good assets, be it a neat pair of legs, smooth shoulders or an uplifting bust, and then show them off in shimmering satin, coolest crepe n’ dazzling decoration.
Pictures taken at Lindos, Rhodes, where Petticoat’s fashion and beauty team stayed by courtesy of Cosmopolitan Holidays Ltd., 296, Regent Street, W1.
Hair by Christine at Mane Line.
Fashion by Marcia Brackett.
Photographed by Fortuna.
Scanned from Petticoat Magazine, 1st December 1973.
Softly, softly, ever so gently, it’s velvet— printed! It’s as pretty as a picture—so cling to it
Styling by Sue Hone.
Photographed by David Finch.
Scanned from Petticoat Magazine, 3rd October 1970.
. . . 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.
If there’s one time in the year when a girl can really let herself go—it’s on a hot summer holiday evening, And what better clothes to let yourself go in than these? Be a bit flamboyant with your fabrics, now’s the time for chiffon and clinging velvet and the styles that only need a suntan for company!
Model is Lena Stengard.
Styled by Sue Hone.
Photographed by David Finch.
Scanned from Petticoat, 18th July 1970.
Another supreme example of amazingly styled and photographed late Seventies knitting patterns, further to my earlier Patricia Roberts appreciation post. I also immediately recognised those iconic Terry de Havilland zip-edged satin boots, which I’ve previously had in black and electric blue, seen photographed in pink and am now desperate to find the ice blue version!
Hair by Jane at Schumi.
Evening clothes from a selection at Ace.
Day clothes from a selection at Top Shop.
Shoes by Terry de Havilland and Sacha.
Ballet pumps and legwarmers from Anello & Davide.
Photographed by John Carter.
Not dated but I think c.1978/79.
Extra special for a special season — some of the most outrageous party clothes to be seen since the golden days of Hollywood and the silver screen left us open-mouthed in amazement. The Sundown, Charing Cross Road, WC2, is where to find glamour 1972 style — that’s where we took clothes, models and hairdresser Michael Strum from Crimpers. It was amazing too, why not try it some time?
Fashion Marcia Brackett.
Sounds from The Sands of Time.
Photographer is, unusually for Petticoat, uncredited but I think it is probably Roger Charity.
Scanned from Petticoat, 16th December 1972.
Call it nostalgia, admission of defeat, lack of inventiveness or what you will: the ugly fact is that there is a strong trend among designers to dig up the Fifties for a fashion revival. Those were the days of the A-line, the tulip dress, Lurex and pleated skirts. If you are disturbed at a Fifties revival, so are we. We think it a period in fashion terms best forgotten, with one or two exceptions. If you don’t favour the fashion but fancy the authentic ambiance you’ll get the right idea at Mr Freedom’s restaurant, Feed’em, where we photographed. Here, written about in the Fiftie’s style, are some of the up-dated Fifties fashions on sale now.
At the same time as the Thirties and Forties were being raided by British Boutique designers, so were the Fifties (or Fiftie’s as so spectacularly put here) and it’s pretty hilarious to see the cynicism by the writer here (possibly fashion editor Sarah Drummond) – who had presumably been a young woman then. The cyclical nature of fashion is nothing new and nor is the disbelief when it’s happening in your own timeline!
On another note, it’s always lovely to see some new-to-me shots inside the legendary Mr Feed’em restaurant!
Photographed by John Kelly.
Scanned from Flair, November 1971.
Christmas is coming, so take a good long look at the new you and your clothes. Look for something sexy in black with lots of spangles, for diamonds are a girl’s best friend again.
Just one word from me: Perfection.
Hair by Ricci Burns. Fashion by Norma Moriceau.
Photographed by David Tack.
Scanned from 19 Magazine, December 1971
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