Nice one, Allen

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Looks like Lily Allen was out and about in a lovely black Ossie Clark dress last night. I suppose it might be a repro, or a Jimmy Choo for H&M, but I sincerely hope not. Googling around to try and find out, I see she’s planning to launch her own ‘vintage label’ at Goodwood this August. Hmm.

Sounds like a pretty awesome event; Sandie Shaw, The Damned etc. Though with that, Roxy at Lovebox and The Who at the Albert Hall….I am going to be stoney broke if I do everything I want to do this year.

Oh poo.

A Karina treat….

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Random picture spam of the delightful Anna Karina. Make-up and hair perfection, and so beautiful you would probably willingly give a limb or two just to have a face like that.















Wardrobe envy: Kay Francis

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I generally assume that, were I around in the Thirties, I would probably be Claudette Colbert. She’s now facing some tough competition from the gorgeous Hollywood clothes-horse Kay Francis. Mainly for her wardrobe, but I love her hair as well.

Pencil them in, pencil them thin

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Sadly, I have no choice. I was not blessed with luxuriant, Audrey Hepburn-style eyebrows. Mine have always been sparse, so I have to choose my eyebrow heroines with this in mind. I rarely go to such extremes as shown here, but I do have to tame the few stragglers and pencil them in a bit. It’s a bit strange to have such thick dark hair on your head, then have the eyebrows of a mousey-person. Sigh.

Gaga, eat your heart out

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Marlene Dietrich in Kismet (1944)

Vintage Inspiration: Jacqueline Bisset

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Currently loving her very subtle and elegant Sixties self. My eye gets drawn to these photos every time I dip into my archives, yet I’ve not got around to posting them. For shame.

Still in love with Noosha

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Every so often, the lovely person who runs this small tribute to Noosha Fox manages to unearth some new single covers. This may not seem terribly exciting to other people but, considering the dearth of images of the lovely Noosha, it’s a bit awesome really. There’s also an incredible, high quality video of Fox performing Only You Can on Top of the Pops over on Youtube which I have embedded at the bottom of this post. I know a few of you adore her as much as I do, so I thought I ought to get around to sharing!





Barbarella (Not the Electric kind)

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Last night I found myself actually having to explain who and what I was talking about when I made a passing reference to Barbarella. I think it started out from my wondering how I was ever going to create an outfit around my thigh high boots (they flip over the top with red cuffs and look adorably Puss in Boots-esque) which didn’t make me look like a hooker; I mused that going for the full on Barbarella-type look might be my only option. I often forget that other people I know don’t actually live in my world and that some things, which are something of a given for me, are totally alien to them. So to speak. My certain knowledge that it was costumed by the genius Paco Rabanne was also called into question. I am always right though, people must learn this.

Ahem. I jest of course…

It’s been a while since I saw the film, although I’ve had it on DVD for a while, so I thought I would settle down and watch it tonight….possibly wearing the thigh high boots and a leotard for good measure. Rar! So here’s a picture spam:-





Although I must, personally, admit to a slight preference towards Anita Pallenberg as the Black Queen. It’s a brunette thing….






Duffy

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Len Deighton, Paulene Stone and Brian Duffy


No, not the irritating, Diet Coke-advertising, singer. I mean Brian Duffy, swinging Sixties photographer and film producer (Only When I Laugh and Oh! What a Lovely War) who attempted to burn all his negatives in his back garden in 1979 when he had decided to quit the industry (David Bailey once quipped that, had he known Duffy was attempting this, he would have come along and helped him). I managed to see the exhibition at the Chris Beetles gallery just before it closed, and now I spy a documentary on BBC4 about the man himself. Wednesday at 9pm, for those lucky Brits who can view it. I’m sure, like most things, it will end up on Youtube or somesuch eventually for our international friends.








Sugar Me, Baby

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This video combines two great Seventies things I have already blogged about: Sugar Me by Lynsey De Paul with very curious dancing by Pan’s People, in the bestest ruffled flares you ever did see. Completely potty, but fabulously so.
Mmmm, now I want cakes and ruffles.