Oh I do love a good map. Especially a fantastically illustrated map of all my favourite shops in London in 1971. It is the nearest I will ever come to being able to walk around them. Sadness ensues…
Scanned from Vanity Fair, July 1971.
Ok, cats, I’m going to willingly lose cool points and confess that I had to look up what the hell ‘Ginchiest‘ means. (There’s even a song.) I can’t always immediately ‘get’ this kind of groovy talk. It was hard enough watching Beat Girl, daddy-o…
Another selection box of those wonderfully illustrated black and white adverts in the back of Petticoat magazine. Nineteen shillings for a polished teak Zodiac ‘Klonk’? Bargain… Also good to know you could ‘improve’ yourself by learning key punching.
I don’t know about tan appeal giving her man appeal, but she appears to have squirted some into her eye.
There’s something special, something quite delicious about an original hang tag. It’s always best if it’s still attached to the garment in question but, if (like me) you would struggle to find the heart to remove it, buying a lovingly kept and preserved hang tag – for a long-since discarded frock – is almost as good.
I bought these tags completely separately on eBay, but they show the change from the early Ossie for Radley label (1969-72ish) to the more deco-inspired one (c.1973-74). And, while I’m very aesthetically pleased by the block brown and grey rectangles of the earlier one, I am completely besotted with the Forties-inspired illustration on the later one. This one was featured in Richard Lester’s Boutique London book, and I am happy to bring you a larger version to enjoy. Yum.
Scanned and owned by Miss Peelpants.