Time to dig out the gauchos, zig zag knits and lace up boots again. Not that I ever need any encouragement, mind…
Photographed by Charlotte March. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Nova, September 1970.
I definitely want a brooch that says ‘BROOCH’.
Photographed by Harri Peccinotti. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Nova, October 1972
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Nova, December 1972
Scanned from Nova, June 1967
Actually I think you’ll find it spells ‘Cosak’, but never mind…
‘Think about COSAK for light relief’, combined with that suspicious looking pump thing they’re holding…? I’m not even going to fall into that dirty mind trap!
See also “Cosak is orbiting“
Ah…the Great British Summer. Still, I wouldn’t mind the rain if I had a Swanky Modes transparent raincoat in my armoury. I would probably opt for wearing clothes underneath though. (I know, I’m such a spoilsport!)
Scanned from Nova, August 1973. Photographs by Helmut Newton.
Scanned from Nova, November 1973. Illustrating the first chapter of Elizabeth Alone by William Trevor.
One of my favourite images from a Vargas-inspired spread in Nova, photographed by Hans Feurer. I will scan the others in time, but they all deserve solo appreciation. I think I would actually give my firstborn for those Chelsea Cobbler shoes. Red leather AND stars? Fetch my smelling salts!
I’ve said it before, and I will say it again, there is something about the Seventies take on Forties style (and particularly pin-ups) which I find infinitely more appealing than the originals or the tired current trend for such things.
It takes all the glamour and sauce, but gives it that subversive, pop art-esque treatment so typical of designers like Tommy Roberts, Terry de Havilland and Rae Spencer-Cullen for Miss Mouse (amongst so many other Vintage-a-Peel favourites). The models look quirky, confident and very knowing; I never get a sense of exploitation or submission. Even the tagline ‘exploitation can be fun’ is perfectly pitched and mocking both the exploiters and the prudes. Viva la Seventies!