Showing posts with label Seventies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seventies. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 December 2013

Would you Adams and Eve it?


I like Amy Adams. She seems sweet. She was unexpectedly sexy in The Fighter, but in real life she always seemed quite demure. Then POW! at the Her premiere earlier this year something happened and that something was sexy!

Lordy, I wasn't expecting that. Or more to the point, I wasn't expecting those. 

Don't get me wrong, I think she looks incredible, but it's just not what we are used to.


On seeing the publicity shots for American Hustle though it is all starting to make a bit more sense.


Lady got used to getting them out.


Ooh, I'm super excited about seeing this film now. I don't really have an opinion yet about the content but it surely does look good. Seventies revival anyone? I'm in!




(Images via Glamour, Daily Telegraph)

Thursday, 4 August 2011

Whet Your Whistle(s)



Hmmm, I am loving the Whistles A/W campaign. Inspired by New York women in the 1970s. Heaven!












(Via Whistles)

Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Tall Story



I've never really thought that Ali McGraw/Love Story/Seventies look was for me. But I think I am coming round to it.



A cape sleeved blouse.



With a simple little cardigan.



Awesome flares.



And suede boots or platforms.


(Via River Island)

Would make for a pretty cute weekend look, don't you think? Hmmm.

Tuesday, 25 January 2011

I'll Knock Seven(ties) Bells Out of You



I can't confess to ever having been a massive fan of the Seventies look. I can appreciate it from afar but it isn't something I'm really interested in trying out.



Except, as the new season stock is dribbling in (seriously, let's finish up with the sales and get some new stuff out there, huh?) I have been getting quite excited about the Seventies feeling footwear.



Wedges? Platforms? With a flared trouser?


(Via Kurt Geiger)

Hmmm, yes, I think so!

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

J'adore Joanie!


(Image via net-a-porter.com)


Is this fabulously frivolous and fun and flirty and all good words starting with F? Or is it something that Joan Collins might have rocked over an ice cold martini in Mustique in the seventies? And as charming as she would undoubtedly have looked in it maybe the item itself has a definite time and place and should have be left there in a fondly decadent seventies bubble?


Oh, if I can redeem myself in any way, I do think the bag is vile.