Cotton jackets and blouses, comfortable baggy trousers, skimpy bareback sun tops and neat knee-length shorts. Team them up with saucy felt berets and rope-soled espadrilles —wear them anywhere (or on the prom).
A glorious recreation of 1930s photographs by the late great Mike Berkofsky, but we all know those pups are the real stars of the show!
Barbara Daly for Revlon: inspired by Revlon’s Seaglass colours, she changed the shape of this summer’s face – bringing the focus between the brows with Sky Violet Shiny Eye Shadow in a Jar and Plum Shine Eye Gleamer; Charcoal Plum Brush-on Mascara on the lashes. Colour carried on to the cheeks with Luminesque Plum Cream Blusher, the rest of the skin paled with Creamy Ivory Touch & Glow Face Powder. On the lips: Seaglass Copper and Seaglass Topaz. The scent? Intimate of course, to match the pure silk satin bed jacket from The White House, New Bond St. Silver grey skull-cap by Titfers; hair hidden by John of Leonard.
“Art mystification is finished. We don’t like artists’ categories. We are painters, and we have chosen fashion because it is a very, very lively manifestation, and we want to make free things, to create all the possibilities, in the language of fashion.” Pablo and Delia, looking like creatures of Bavarian fantasy, made to live in Mad Ludwig’s castles, come, in fact, all smiles, irrepressible, from Argentina. “But what we do is not necessary there,” so they have wandered through Paris, New York and now London, with their vision of a splendoured exotic world, inhabited by “caricature people”. They make belts and bags of imaginary land-scapes, rainbow-coloured shoes and leathers. They met at art school in Buenos Aires, and were doing environments, which Laurence Alloway praised, of craters and clouds, stars and flowers and girl astronauts. They started an underground fashion magazine, which must have been very much the first of its kind, and plan to do the same here in London. They are craftsmen, “If you can’t make with your hands what you want, you must be an industrial manufacturer, and that’s bad for your face —you lose it.” They are, as they say in Spanish, very “yiyish”. “That means,” says Pablo with a smile, “very groovy.”
Now you can be spot on by wearing corduroy. This material used to be an essential part of every girl’s wardrobe, but for years it’s been a plain Jane fabric and most unfashionable. This spring, however, cord has made a spectacular comeback, particularly in coordinates. Colours are sludgy, shapes are trim, and it’s a nice, casual fabric that wears well and is flattering. Buy a jacket, then choose skirts and trousers to match—and you’ll have a whole new wardrobe that can cope with the vagaries of the English spring.
When I was little, my mum used to find old Sixties and Seventies girls annuals in charity shops for me to pore over. There are a few things from my early life I can pinpoint as how I became ‘me’ and my tendency towards pop culture from before I was born, and this feature on multiple ways to tie a scarf, modelled by Marianne Faithfull, was definitely one of them. Fortunately it didn’t, as I had feared, get thrown away and now I feel obliged to put it out there into the world.
Short, shiny waves, tight to the head and crowned in a slippery sequin beret add the ritzy touch to oyster satins and champagne silks—daring dresses, glamorous enough for anybody’s Rolls.