Just because we spend around one-third of our lives asleep there’s no reason to design a bedroom principally for this purpose — after all, you can’t see, feel or appreciate your decorating skill while you’re dead to the world. I under-stand people do still use their bedrooms to love in — all the propaganda promoting white sand beaches, railway carriages or kitchen tables as suitable venues can’t entirely finish the bedroom as an erotic play area; at times it’s too cold for the beach, the trains are on strike and the kitchen table is littered with Meccano.
So this is a room to love in —whether you care to sleep in it as well is your own affair. The alternative methods of post-coital entertainment are well catered for — the stereo and tape deck are built in, as is a projector for blue movies or slide-shows. Food and drink can be stored within handy grabbing distance of the orgy-size velvet-upholstered bed which incorporates the practical features of an oriental divan — ie it’s low, large, firm and on two levels.
Lighting is from below — two ordinary recessed ceiling lights are recessed into the floor instead to give a flattering and romantic effect. How you’re supposed to read those book-cases full of erotic literature in the resulting gloom is not explained but perhaps that’s what the candles are for. If you ever need pure daylight the window is hidden behind that black-and-white chevroned blind. I can only think of two changes I personally would make to this perfect love environment — and they would be a lock on the door and the absence of the telephone.
Delicious, delicate colours (porcelain-pink with shell, lavender-blue with lavender-grey) in seemingly effortless, natural shapes with hardly a seam in sight distinguish Karl Lagerfeld’s collection for Chloé. He showed a new way with scarves —a small square folded and tied round the neck with translucent fruit scattered with rhinestones pinned to the knot. Romantic shawls and scarf-wrapped waists, with softly gathered skirts.
Brigitte Bardot first glamorised gingham, mixing it with sex and broderie anglaise to set a devastating new trend. It’s back, showing every sign of being the big summer ’76 story, versatile enough to go from ingenue to sophisticate.
Always incredible to see Gina Fratini clothes being worn to their full effect, this time by lovely Vivienne Lynn, and also to see the Hard Rock Cafe in its earlier, less gimmicky life.
Hair by Kerry at Molton Brown.
Photographed by Elisabeth Novick.
Scanned from Over 21, April 1976.
For the final stage in our gingham story we photographed a “real” woman rather than just a model: actress Ruth Rosen. Ruth has recently been edifying and diverting us with her performances at major art exhibitions where she virtually brings the artist to life, presenting a one-woman show based on his life and works. Recent subjects have been Turner at the Tate Gallery and Burne-Jones at the Hayward. The next one will be Constable at the Tate. Look out for it…
Always the same definite hand-writing, developed season after season, but such sure grasp of colour and how to make women look sexy that’s she’s become one of the most copied designers for knits and dresses. This spring, she continues her layered look, has a longer bodyline and belts to leave flying or tie under a gently bloused top. Milky pink sweater with long sleeves and small ties edged in raspberry, under pink mohair sweater with pink fine jersey culottes. The small-head look comes from tiny tight-fitting cap with strings. Palest aquamarine sweater with a frilled neckline and ties with matching flowers, worn with a fitting jersey skirt and the tight skull cap. Mulberry printed voile dress (opposite) with deep plain flounce at the hem, with a matching head-dress, held in place with a plaited woollen band like a sheik.
Photographed by Jo Francki.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Over 21 magazine, February 1975.
No excuse for looking a wash-out with these rainy-day separates. Showerproof three-quarter length Dannimac cotton jacket. Black Simon Massey shirt. Keep-the-worst-off cotton hat by Malyard. Bouncy beads by Adrien Mann. Bumper sunglasses by Oliver Goldsmith.
Photographed by Willie Christie.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Over 21, September 1972
Fabulous shaggy acrylic jacket by Weathergay – believe it or not it’s showerproof. With a pure silk crepe de chine Sujon shirt. Cream wool trousers by Mary Quant. Splash-happy PVC hat from Herbert Johnson. Wet=grass green leather clutch bag by Mulberry Company.
Casual-as-they-come trench coat in cotton and polyester from Aquascutum. Lined wool bags by Sujon from Just Looking. Silk shirt from Aquascutum again. Bringing-back-the-sun clutch bag by Mulberry Company. Shoes from Russell and Bromley. Antelope felt hat from Herbert Johnson.