catwalkcreative
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Here's some humorous advice on what NOT to do to a dress. It's entitled 'How to Ruin a Good Dress' and wear it right, demonstrated by Bea Lillie and photographed by Steichen.
Alas, I don't have the original magazine but this article dates 1931. It's taken from a book I have on 60 years of British Vogue fashion.
Quote:
She critically surveys her new evening gown and then decides that the whole thing looks a little too plain. So she dresses it up a bit with a few long strands of imitation pearls. Her simple coiffure strikes her as unexciting, so she nips a ducky little clip in just where it shows to greatest advantage. At the last minute, her best young man sends her a massive shoulder spray, heavy with tin-foil, resplendent with changeable taffeta ribbons, and she pins that on too, pulling the decolletage regrettably askew.
Finally, someone tells her she is a femme fatale. She is enchanted and buys long glittering earrings, a diadem of brilliants for her hair, and giant court shoe-buckles, from under which peep coquettish wisps of tulle. To all this splendour, she adds a massive coral beaded bag, which swings from a long chain. One does not need to see to know that in due time she will produce from that bag a long chiffon handkerchief of the tie-and-die variety and a very long cigarette holder. Alone and unaided, she has ruined a good dress.
:icon_dante:
Poor dear!
Alas, I don't have the original magazine but this article dates 1931. It's taken from a book I have on 60 years of British Vogue fashion.
Quote:
She critically surveys her new evening gown and then decides that the whole thing looks a little too plain. So she dresses it up a bit with a few long strands of imitation pearls. Her simple coiffure strikes her as unexciting, so she nips a ducky little clip in just where it shows to greatest advantage. At the last minute, her best young man sends her a massive shoulder spray, heavy with tin-foil, resplendent with changeable taffeta ribbons, and she pins that on too, pulling the decolletage regrettably askew.
Finally, someone tells her she is a femme fatale. She is enchanted and buys long glittering earrings, a diadem of brilliants for her hair, and giant court shoe-buckles, from under which peep coquettish wisps of tulle. To all this splendour, she adds a massive coral beaded bag, which swings from a long chain. One does not need to see to know that in due time she will produce from that bag a long chiffon handkerchief of the tie-and-die variety and a very long cigarette holder. Alone and unaided, she has ruined a good dress.
:icon_dante:
Poor dear!
