Unidentified Woman by Arnold Genthe (Autochrome, 1910)
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from The Sunday Times Magazine, 22nd October 1978
Christopher McDonnell must dream in black and white, and all his dreams must star Ginger Rogers and Rita Hayworth. Because, when it comes to designing clothes, this twenty-eight year old ex-Royal College of Art designer is the very spirit of Hollywood: his clothes have backless bodices, necklines to the navel and skirts that grip the bottom and then flare in Busby Berkley pleats. His model girls, smiling jammily through their bright lips, false eyelashes and heaving curls, snap along on platform soles. One of today’s top stars, Anouk Aimée, is his favourite customer. Here, model Kari-Ann wears black taffeta top and pleated dotted culottes by Christopher McDonnell, £35. Hat by George Malyard. Shoes by Terry de Havilland, exclusive to Marrian McDonnell.
Photographed by Richard Imrie.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Cosmopolitan, May 1972.
Featuring iconic model Charlotte Martin (who had romances with Eric Clapton, George Harrison and Jimmy Page). and some of the sweetest knits I’ve ever seen.
Photographed by Roger Stowell.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Petticoat, March 29th 1969




Lois Chiles relaxes with a glass of white wine, looking every inch the rising star. Bed strewn with cushions acts as extra seating, huge mirror tiles make the room look twice as large. Glass dressing table shelf laden with old scent bottles, lovingly collected over the years.
What every working girl deserves is somewhere pretty and peaceful to come home to — especially a girl who has been slaving from six a.m. in front of studio arc tights. Lois Chiles, a beautiful brunette cover girl now making ripples in the film The Great Gatsby, has created the kind of apartment — from an ordinary two-room flat – that is as soothing at the end of the day as a glass of pink champagne. The secret of the film star glamour is simple, and not expensive to copy; Lois chose pale, pretty colours that do as much for the complexion as Elizabeth Arden. So forget the drab browns and beiges of our current good taste era! Sugar pink softens the walls and clear yellow makes the standard windows found in blocks of flats something worth looking at — as well as out of. Lois adds her own handwriting with rows of framed photographs. A few junk shop finds — like the Odeon—style chair and old scent bottles — banks of flowery cushions and more flowers and plants than most career girls can afford. Still, a film star deserves her perks…
Photographs by Robert Perron. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Cosmopolitan, May 1974
Christopher Ward , Daily Mirror writer, and Fanny Brown, model, inside a magically flocked flat. Sweet dreams jet trail across the bedroom ceiling, the living-room has tall forest glade, fuzzy fruit marquetry, low mirror pond, a mossy green bank to hold stereo and grow plastic mushrooms while you lean back and watch the painted dawn. All flocking by Stan Peskett.
Photographed by Tim Street-Porter. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vogue, August 1971

Needlepoint waistcoat by Kaffe Fassett for Beatrice Bellini, £25 to order, Women’s Home Industries’ Tapestry Shop. Suede gauchos, fine jersey shirt, both by Jean Muir. Perspex belt by Nigel Lofthouse for Jean Muir. Ghillies by Christel at Elliott. Panne velvet muffler by Veronica Marsh for Jacqmar.
Gauchos remain one of my favourite looks at the moment. Indeed, I am wearing a pair of tweed Chelsea Girl gauchos as I write this. It’s one of those looks which will, inevitably, make a comeback, and I will be tiresomely reminding people that ‘I was doing it ages ago!’. As it is, I am just continuing to enjoy wearing them, enjoying the curiousity and comments, and educating people to call them ‘gauchos’ rather than ‘culottes’. Then I will just have to move onto knickerbockers…
Photographed by Norman Parkinson.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vogue, September 1970
Detail from Audemar Piguet watch advert.
Photographed by Rolph Gobits (originally from the same shoot as one featured in the Big Biba newspaper in 1973. Thanks to Sweet Jane for confirming this).
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Harpers and Queen, December 1978
But before you start chucking him back, remember the average British male is all you’ve got to work on. So get working on him. Tell him you think his barber stinks. Say you’ll scream if he turns up in that seedy safari jacket, with those baggy drainpipes, and bunion-hugging shoes again. Meantime, wear this pale blue hooded coat £45, matching poloneck with red chevron front £21, and matching trousers £28. All by Sonia Rykiel at Browns.”
This is a quite-frankly-amazing little photo story from Vanity Fair, which sees our Cinderfella hero being taken from baggy drainpipes to novelty-print-shirted Hard Rock Cafe God, via the Kensington Church Street branch of Mr Freedom and Leonard of Mayfair.
Photographed by Marc Leonard. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vanity Fair, January 1972
…swap the chat for action. Shove him into Mr. Freedom, 2- Kensington Church Street, W8. Strip off his drainpipes and fit him into a pair of red velvet jeans, £7.75. Rip off his jacket and zip him into a red-and-white satin top, £7.95. (It’s got FAR OUT splashed over the shoulders to make sure he gets the message). And while you’re there, buy yourself some pale blue satin trousers, £5.25, a furry acrylic leopard-skin blouse, £9.95, and a black pom-pom beret, £4.”
He’s at Leonard, 6 Upper Grosvenor Street, W1 (even if you had to frog march him there), being tactfully handled by Peter. Wash, cut and blow-dry costs £3.75, beard 5-p. extra – not much when you consider it’s made a mean-moody-magnificent out of that surly yobo of yours.”
Sitting in the Hard Rock Cafe in his grey wool barathea Stirling Cooper suit, £28.00 with a waistcoat, and his tiny-man-patterned shirt, £4.90. Both from Way-In, Hans Crescent, SW1. You’re in your Missoni four-piece (orangey battledress top, matching trousers, orange silky blouse and toning striped tank top). £75 from Browns. Thinking what a perfect couple you make. Except that now he’s thinking: ‘Blimey mate, you could do a lot better than her if you tried.'”