“But I don’t hide the bags under my eyes … I like that slightly haggard look!”
Gabrielle Drake featured in Cosmopolitan, June 1973. Photographed by David Montgomery.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants.
It’s such a shame that towelling has been so roundly bastardised and rendered unwearable by the likes of Juicy ‘Pepto Bismol’ Couture and consequent high street replicas. Even Ossie was using it in the late Sixties!
“High summer towelling” feature scanned from Petticoat, August 1970. Photos by David Hurn. Scanned by Miss Peelpants.
Styled by Caroline Baker. Photographed by Harri Peccinotti. Nova, May 1974.
Scanned by Miss Peelpants
Another selection box of those wonderfully illustrated black and white adverts in the back of Petticoat magazine. Nineteen shillings for a polished teak Zodiac ‘Klonk’? Bargain… Also good to know you could ‘improve’ yourself by learning key punching.
I don’t know about tan appeal giving her man appeal, but she appears to have squirted some into her eye.
‘Inca Metrics’. Dolores near Cuzco, Peru, 1965. Photograph by Norman Parkinson, scanned from Norman Parkinson: Lifework.
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I couldn’t resist following ‘Tagged!’ with ‘Bagged!’. The art of the carrier bag seems even less appreciated than the art of the hang tag, despite its importance in the history of advertising and consumerism.
On Simon Hendy’s incredible website “My Dad’s Photos“, Simon has scanned a mountain of original photos that his father took across six years of fashionable (and not so fashionable) people on the King’s Road in the late Sixties and early Seventies. It is truly a delight to sift your way through them. They are a true time capsule of ‘real’ people wearing ‘real’ clothes in a period where photo opportunities were frequently engineered and crafted (as brilliant as Frank Habicht’s ‘In The Sixties’ is, it’s a very well-crafted form of ‘candid’ photography). I will definitely post about them again, not least because I recognise so many bits of clothing from designers I love.
However, today’s post is about the carrier bag. For, as I was sifting through and starting to get a bit dizzy with the amazingness of it all, I started to notice the bags people were carrying. Biba, Aristos, Stop the Shop, Crowthers… These are truly ephemeral items. How many people bother to keep a plastic bag? You might, if you were lucky, have wrapped something up in one and plonked it in your loft for the past forty years. But these examples are few and far between. The iconic design of the original Biba bags has ensured that they are the most regularly found on eBay, but few of any other kind have slipped through the net.
I did, however, find a ‘Jean Varon’ bag on eBay very recently, which has now taken its place in my collection of weird and wonderful ephemera.
Simon has kindly allowed me to link to his photos from my blog. I know it’s hard to keep such things under control in this age of tumblr etc, but I would appreciate if you would also ask him if you would like to repost his images somewhere else. He has spent many hours scanning these photos, photos which (unlike magazine scans) would not be available otherwise – from anyone else. Thank you!
There’s something special, something quite delicious about an original hang tag. It’s always best if it’s still attached to the garment in question but, if (like me) you would struggle to find the heart to remove it, buying a lovingly kept and preserved hang tag – for a long-since discarded frock – is almost as good.
I bought these tags completely separately on eBay, but they show the change from the early Ossie for Radley label (1969-72ish) to the more deco-inspired one (c.1973-74). And, while I’m very aesthetically pleased by the block brown and grey rectangles of the earlier one, I am completely besotted with the Forties-inspired illustration on the later one. This one was featured in Richard Lester’s Boutique London book, and I am happy to bring you a larger version to enjoy. Yum.
Scanned and owned by Miss Peelpants.
Pilfered from a SuperSonic annual (1977) I found in a charity shop in Ramsgate. Some of the best and worst examples of manhood from the period. I don’t know all of them terribly well, so feel free to pipe up if you used to throw your knickers at any of them.
For all the ridiculousness of how some of them look, it alarms me a lot less than how most modern men dress. I saw a chap the other week wearing a tweed jacket (tick) with crotch-at-the-knee jeans (ick). You might be 50% vintage, but you still look like a prat. Top marks, of course, to the BryanGod and the guy from The Arrows (below) in the velvet trousers. Yum.
Photos by John Swannell. Vogue, December 1977. Scanned by Miss Peelpants.