Absolutely breathtaking spread from Nova, December 1970, featuring Jean Shrimpton in some mouth-watering pieces by Ossie Clark, Jean Muir, Foale and Tuffin and Thea Porter.
Photos by Hans Feurer.
Absolutely breathtaking spread from Nova, December 1970, featuring Jean Shrimpton in some mouth-watering pieces by Ossie Clark, Jean Muir, Foale and Tuffin and Thea Porter.
Photos by Hans Feurer.
I’m sorry, I just couldn’t bear to type it out as ‘1 face/4 moods’ in the title. It just looked so clunky. Regardless of such pedantry, this is a stunning two page spread. Wild child and temptress are the clear winners, for me, because I am clearly both. Ha! Ho! Hee!
‘Coolly freaky hair’ is exactly what I aspire mine to be described as. I’m starting to think I just need to get it permed and be done with it…
Come on Nick Wilson, Andrew Jackson, Jess Down, Jason Paul and Mark Ridge, what are you up to these days?
Quotes I love:
“I have quite a library of faces, you know … cool faces, aware faces, quizzical faces”
“As a model, one’s body, of course, is the main feature, but there are some creative thoughts necessary as well. For instance, I can be standing posing and the photographer’s clicking away, but meanwhile my mind is working on what would be best for the shot and for the photographer.”
“But from what people say about me and the way I work, I know that I will be a success, there’s no doubt about that. I’m not being big-headed. I never really speak about what I’ve done or what I’m doing, but people always ask me. I’m very much a dark horse, you know.”
“And knitting patterns – where would we all be without knitting patterns?”
Where indeed, Mark Ridge, where indeed?
Ika Hindley is the twenty-three year old temporarily red-haired model who out-acts Bernhardt or Garbo on the catwalk. Give her a dress and she gives it soul. When wearing Bill Gibb’s vamp dress at his headline-making launch collection, BBC cameramen filmed a three-minute take of Ika doing her number. “I’m hoping it will get me into films. Underneath all this pink paint there’s a frustrated actress,” says Ika who takes voice, dancing and singing lessons. All of which give her catwalk appearance extra oomph. And oomph is what Bill Gibb’s clothes have in plenty. Film star Twiggy and actress Irene Worth are favourite customers of the shy Scottish lad with the special fashion flair.

The first I knew of Joanna was when I happened upon the soundtrack LP in a record shop in Norwich. Don’t even get me started on my idiocy in not buying it*. I was transfixed by the front cover, the synopsis and the fact that it has Donald Sutherland in it. Why had I not seen this before? Thankfully, Mr Brownwindsor was on the case and managed to find a copy for my birthday**.
Geneviève Waïte plays the title character (she would later release an album called Romance is on the Rise, and marry John Phillips after he split from Michelle) and the film was written and directed by Michael Sarne, occasional actor, pop singer and ex-husband of Ghost founder Tanya.
To say it’s an odd film, is to say the least. But odd in that perfect, no-need-to-make-sense kind of way that so many late Sixties films are. Better than Candy but probably not as downright amazing as, say, The Jokers or Smashing Time.
Waïte’s clothes were specially designed by Sue West and Virginia Hamilton-Kearse and were then sold through the Paraphernalia boutique in New York. There’s definitely something quirky and unique about them, almost beyond what you expect for the period. They remind me of Foale and Tuffin, Quorum, Betsey Johnson etc, but have more of a homemade and eccentric ‘costume’ feel to them which is a good match for the character of a young art student.
I can see why Waïte never really continued with much in the way of acting, since I suspect that the role of Joanna was really not very far from her own personality. She’s cute, eccentric and ditsy, but with a healthy dose of logic and sense.
As with so many films of this style and era, it’s well worth watching for the exterior shots of London and Joanna throws up a rare treat: the girls take a ‘shopping’ trip to Bus Stop where the rails are soon raided and no money is spent. Utterly brilliant.
I don’t think my screengrabs even begin to do it justice, but I hope they give you a good taste of what you might expect from the film. The outfit changes are relentless, her facial expressions ever-changing, and the locations are stunning. I’ve also captured what I’m fairly sure are uncredited cameos by Suki Poitier and Chrissie Shrimpton. Enjoy!
*I went back two years later and it was still there! This time, dear reader, I bought it…
** It has subsequently been given a gorgeous release by the BFI. Which always seems to happen when we’ve finally found a dodgy copy of something we were desperate to see. Psychic but annoying BFI…
“Usually I lack confidence, but when I wear Ossie’s designs I know I’m beautiful and sexy. His clothes are like a play. I act to suit the mood of the dress. Fashion now is very sophisticated – as always Ossie had that feeling first.”
Gala Mitchell quoted in Vanity Fair, July 1971
…never were there such devoted sisters…. I only have brothers so I can’t even imagine what it must be like to have a sister. I always wanted one when I was younger, mainly because my brothers seemed like a pain in the backside a lot of the time (as I’m sure I was to them). Although I love them both dearly, they always had each other and I felt deprived of such a partner in crime. But I guess I’ve also benefitted from never having that kind of competitiveness. This post is pretty much just an excuse to post pictures of a few glamorous famous sisters…
As a wise man said to me very recently, it should have been mandatory for publications to identify their models back in the Sixties and Seventies. Luckily, some of you are very good at this anyway. (I am not). Also luckily, such features as this exist. From Honey, July 1967, we have a handy feature on some up-and-coming models of the time.
Twiggy, obviously, needs no introduction. The glorious Grace Coddington, Paulene Stone, Shirley Anne Hayes and the ethereally lovely Charlotte Martin feature amongst some lesser-[to me]-known beauties. If any of them ever do an ego-search on Google and find this blog, please do email me and let me know what you’re up to now!