
Picture yourself in a land of featherlight voile and dewy country cotton, buzzing with tiny weeny flybynight characters, and you might find a lovely romantic fairytale ending…
Photographed by Steve Hiett.
Scanned from Petticoat, 26th June 1971.





Picture yourself in a land of featherlight voile and dewy country cotton, buzzing with tiny weeny flybynight characters, and you might find a lovely romantic fairytale ending…
Photographed by Steve Hiett.
Scanned from Petticoat, 26th June 1971.
The gist of this editorial seems to be that only the tinest breasted ladies can wear the Ossies, but I have to respectfully and fundamentally disagree. The Ossie tunic on the cover was, along with some matching trousers, later chosen as The Fashion Museum‘s Dress of the Year 1969.
Blonde model photographed by Mike Berkofsky.
Brunette model photographed by Steve Hiett.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Honey Magazine, November 1968.
Fluffy frilly blouse by Quorum.
Tunic by Ossie Clark.
Red chiffon blouse by John Craig.
Ruffled black dress by Francis Ford.
Low, plungey-neck dress in red satin by James Moncur.
Black crepe sleeveless dress by Susan Barry.
Top left: Red lace waspie by Janet Reger. Transparent white net bra embroidered with hearts by Emanuelle Khanh. Ankle slip by Mexicana. Main image: Serpent and hearts rampant on a sheer peach bodystocking by Molly Dove for Aspidistra, to order at Countdown.
Wonderful to see further mention of John Dove and Molly White’s ‘Aspidistra’ label and to actually see one of the tattoed body stockings which were illustrated in this earlier post on my blog. Also, regular readers will know of my passion for Seventies underwear in general, and Janet Reger underwear in particular, so this stunningly photographed editorial is pretty much win-win as far as I’m concerned. Bubble perm included…
Photographed by Steve Hiett. Scanned by Miss Peelpants from Vogue, April 1970
A Little More Than Nothing
I must confess that I often find myself ironing in my underwear. Likewise cooking and cleaning. Seems a shame to get things dirty and creased, or myself all hot and bothered, whilst doing household chores. I fear this ‘outs’ me as rather anally retentive as far as clothes are concerned but, I don’t imagine it comes as much of a surprise to anyone.
The other thing with ironing is that I am often ironing a particular outfit at the last minute (having changed my mind fifteen times already…) and it needs to be instantly yanked on while I fly out of the door (having checked twenty times that the iron is turned off. Yes, I am also OCD). So I smiled a smile of familiarity when I saw these gorgeous photographs by Steve Hiett for Flair Magazine.
As always, Seventies undies completely trump all modern underwear as far as I am concerned…
Photographed by Steve Hiett. Scanned from Flair, August 1972
All the top beauty talent is currently colour-crazy – and we’re very much for it; it’s a fabulous enlivener of the grey winter scene. Your party look could be a variant of any of the gloriously off-beat ideas you see here – and anyone who considers green lips unnatural might dwell, briefly, on the knock-you-down naturalness of bright plum or orange ones.
Vanity Fair, December 1971