Further to yesterday’s post, and as promised, here are the photos taken on Brighton Pier for the same editorial. With clothes by Miss Mouse and City Lights Studio, they were worth waiting for – weren’t they?
Photographed by Gilles Ben Simon.
Scanned from Honey, May 1973
This post is brought to you in two parts. The editorial was, unusually, photographed by two different photographers in two different locations. Tomorrow I will post the photos from Brighton Pier (very exciting for me, as you can guess!). Today’s were photographed in Meeny’s, which was a King’s Road boutique started by Gary Craze in 1972 – specialising in American brands for both adults and children. Clearly showing the same influences as Mr Freedom, this is the first I’ve seen of the interior. The clothes are the very creme de la creme of boutique ‘pop art’ joyfulness.
Photographed by Dick Polak.
Scanned from Honey, May 1973.
Spring is a story of air spun with flowers – voile light as veils – with veil upon voile. Lyrical layers of patterns together. Bewitching play of light and limb – a gentle illusion to see through – or not – the legs veiled in trousers quite sheer, skirts long and then suddenly short at one side, a flurry of leg through the frills and the flowers. Mary Quant played Pied Piper to the young in the sixties, now she designs to the heart of the new mood with her prettiest collection in years.
Photographed by Sarah Moon.
Modelled by Ingrid Boulting.
Scanned from Vogue, March 1970.
Wendy Ramshaw is married to David Watkins. He is a sculptor and jeweller. She is a jeweller too. His electrically acrylic work is a collar dyed blue and sculpted to whoever will wear it. With the hinges and opening and band concealing them of 18 ct yellow gold, it is £880. Wendy Ramshaw makes rings, sculptural ones that fit into one another, with domed stones, smooth metal, finely judged architectural projections. She now makes ring stands so the ring is as handsome off as on. On the brass stand, turquoise and lapis blue enamel ring with outstanding green moonstone, £298 together. Nice work if you can collect it. It is on show at the Craft Centre of Great Britain at 43 Earlham Street, Covent Garden and the Electrum Gallery, 21 South Molton Street. Hair by Maggie Brew.
Photographed by Lester Bookbinder.
Scanned from Vogue, February 1974.
Bewitch: Try a bit of witchcraft, a bit of magical charm. Cast a spell or two with slinky black velvet, bedecked with sequins. Or glamorise in shiny coloured satins. But if you are going to bewitch you must…
Bother: to wear the same startling accessories. Wear strings of shiny necklaces, an interesting belt or sash. Tie a scarf the gipsy way, around your hips or head. For maximum effect shine your face with gold or silver powder.
And be wilder: in everything you wear.
Fashion by Sue Hone. Modelled by Madeline Smith and unknown model.
Photographed by Vic Singh
Scanned from Petticoat, November 2nd 1968.
If it’s blue hair and pink eye make-up, it must be Zandra Rhodes. And if it’s a diamante studded chiffon kerchief, it must be Zandra’s Christmas present idea. Inscribed ‘Zandra Rhodes for X’, it costs from £12.50, witchball blue satin shirt, £40, at Zandra Rhodes. Blue quiff on a black wig coloured by Daniel, cut by John, at Leonard. Golden arrow pin by Mick Milligan for Zandra Rhodes. Make-up by Richard Sharah using Mary Quant.
Photographed by Barry Lategan
Scanned from Vogue, December 1975.
Rich renaissance colours in velvet, lace and crepe reflect the mood for Christmas. Emphasis is on the shape of the body – necklines plunge, backs are bared, and skirts are slit in a demure, but wanton, fashion.
Photographed by John Bishop.
Scanned from 19 Magazine, December 1970.
Tessa Kennedy lives down amongst trees and flowers on the Bayswater edge of Hyde Park; on a broiling blue July day it seemed more like the South of France with mimosa yellow awnings over the windows, white iron table and chairs set up on the terrace. On the corner of a great white classical block of houses, it’s a garden flat — no agent’s euphemism — knocked together from two; in the centre are a pair of tiny courtyards Tessa is changing into conservatories so that flowers can flower all year round: her sons can also wheel their bicycles straight out of doors to play. They are Cassian, Damian and Cary Elwes., 11, 10 and 7, and there’s Dylan, the baby, 7 months old.
Inside, a dramatic maze of rooms opens off the central chocolate-varnished corridor; everywhere carpets, tapestries, tartan and Indian silks make endless patterns. The old wine cellars have turned into great scarlet felt lined storage cupboards like the ones she designed for the Donald Davies shop, no dust can creep in. The drawing-room converts to a cinema built when Stanley Donen lived there; Tessa has hardly changed this at all. The projection room has mighty machines like the Marble Arch Odeon, she has registered herself as Kennedy Previews and has a projectionist hired full time—to show films to friends after dinner once or twice a week, or a couple of James Bond epics for the boys: “They love it of course and get absolutely boss-eyed.” Her fascination with gadgetry extends to video tapes, high-powered headphones for the stereo, intercom and a splendid American push-button dial telephone you can ring in on but not out. With the push-button stuff are clumps of fresh flowers, dog roses, daisies, piles of cushions in antique fabrics or in the flame stitch tapestry she sews on plane journeys, her collection of walnut shell sewing boxes, photograph, paintings—including a quartet of Louis XIV’s wife and mistresses—and carpet in a different colour but the same pattern as the one she designed for Burke’s restaurant. Burke’s is one of her decorating jobs she likes the best—along with Sir George and Lady Weidenfeld’s house and the flat she made for John Barry in an office block overlooking the Thames: “We installed such powerful sound that it moves right across the river and people coming out of the Tate look quite dazed.” Now she is working on a couple of country houses, one is for John Aspinall, and offices for Polydor records, and several new ideas, like a sauna in a storage cupboard, to build into this family and garden flat.
Yes, that’s little Cary Elwes at the tender age of seven. And of course it goes without saying that I would kill for those Theas…
Photographed by Norman Parkinson.
Scanned from Vogue, September 1970.
Katrine on the left, is our Biba model… Louise on the right is our Mary Quant model… Both chokers from Biba. Hair for both girls was by Didier from the Jean Louis Davide Salon, Paris. Make-up was devised by top French visagiste, Clement and photographed in Paris by John Bishop.
Scanned from 19 Magazine, December 1970.
L-R Vampy wedge heeled shoes by Sacha, Skinny lemon boots by Russell & Bromley, Co-respondent leather running shoes by Sacha, Stripy suede boots with crepe soles by Sacha, Double stripe soft leather boots by Sacha, Tough crepe soled lace-ups by Bata, Skinny leather platform soled boots by Sacha. Cork soled suede lace ups by Sacha.
Photographed by Brian Downes.
Scanned from Honey magazine, November 1971.
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