I’ll happily admit I may have shrieked a little bit when I saw these scans. This editorial throws together two of my very favourite things– ultimate Texan goddess Jerry Hall and the USSR– and the combination is so exciting that I can’t help but giggle to myself with glee. Throw in some horses, some camels, and some Soviet statuary, and I’m in heaven. It’s like the shoot was done with me in mind.
Did I mention she’s a goddess?
Jerry Hall by Norman Parkinson for Vogue January 1976.
A nice pop of yellow is exactly what I’m dreaming of on this dreary, rainy day. I can’t wait for it to be spring!
Throw in a chiropractor covering his face with a cape and a UFO made from a pie tin, and you’ve pretty much got the reasons why Plan 9 from Outer Space is awesome. Do yourself a favour if you like bad movies– track down a copy and see it now.
Oh, Oscar. Why must you do this to me?
There is something about this room that has weirdly captivated me. I think I’ve returned to it at least 8 or 9 times since I first saw the slideshow the of the house (which is in itself entirely covetable. Anyone want to help me turn some poor Dutch family out of their awesome modern home so I can take up residence? I’ll buy you beer.)
I never thought I’d be this into a bathroom, of all things, but there’s something about the combination of the clean lines of the fittings against the big pane of glass that just makes me want to grab a glass of wine and a good book and lounge around in the tub all evening.
Here’s a picture of the house itself, and the orange kitchen counter, another attractor. I strongly encourage anyone inspired by this to go look at the rest of the slideshow.
I keep returning to this shot. I love all the standout elements of the outfit– the coat, the worn leather of the bag, the pop of the headpiece– especially against the cobblestones. I’m so inspired to start amassing an collection of vintage scarves and learning a million ways to tie them.