a) I cannot believe she still has the energy to do her extremely demanding job in her 70s and,
b) I don't know what to do with myself now I've finished reading it.
I probably couldn't have picked a better book as my first 'fashion' read.
As well as offering an extraordinary insight into recent fashion (mostly Vogue) history (1960s to now), Grace Coddington writes openly and freely about her (numerous) romantic, friendly and professional relationships - which I find fascinating.
She has seen a lot of death and tragedy in her time but I suppose once you reach 71 this might be, unfortunately, common.
I like how matter-of-fact she is, but found myself frowning during the chapters where she complains about technology and the affects of the 24 hour news cycle. I imagine there are only a few people out there who have worked at her level for so long, experiencing the changing media landscape in relation to fashion, first hand.
I love behind-the-scenes type stories, so reading about the goings on at Vogue photo shoots had me hooked. Often people flick through fashion magazines without a seconds thought as to what goes into creating the images they are seeing. I can tell you, it's a lot. Someone has to think of a concept for the shoot, have it approved and then a team of people (size dependent on resources and the photographer), must gather appropriate clothes and props, cast models and talent, travel to the location of the shoot and then produce a version of the original concept. There are so many factors to take into account. I especially enjoyed the chapter about Annie Leibovitz and the Kate Moss/Puff Daddy shoot. Chaos.
While sometimes I found myself becoming frustrated with Grace, (I rolled my eyes a few times, and would she give a toss? Absolutely not.), her experiences, her knowledge, her passion and her determination just blew my mind.
I also felt very humbled, after all, I am just another nobody with an iPad. But then again we all have to start somewhere. Actually, I've already started. Two years ago. So I am somebody. Just a junior somebody.
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
I love British fashion.
Alexa Chung. Cara Delevigne. Kate Moss.
I love them and their effortless 'I'm British, fuck you' smiles.
I've always loved British style. When I was young my mum used to dress me in woollen skivvies, short tartan skirts, white tights and buckled up flats. I'm a sucker for collars, mini skirts, button down coats, ankle boots, chunky knits, winter hats, wooly scarves and layers. Not convenient when you live in Australia.
This week British Vogue released their 'Best Dressed of 2012' list and my five favourites were there; the previously mentioned three plus Natalie Massenet and Emma Stone. Emma is American but she is also hilarious so she is an exception.
Special mention goes to Cara Delevigne who, after a quick Google search, appears to be 20 years old and from an extremely well-to-do family as well as being a gorgeous model - tough life. But she seems fun and especially cheeky so I like her. And her eyebrows. I don't enjoy deadpan models on the runway and she is the antidote. Thank you, Cara.
Natalie just flaws me. So successful and a mother. That's a big deal to me, because I'm a working mother too.
Anyway, I'm in holiday and there is another Pinot Grigio with my name on it. Ladies.
* Images care of vogue.co.uk
I love them and their effortless 'I'm British, fuck you' smiles.
I've always loved British style. When I was young my mum used to dress me in woollen skivvies, short tartan skirts, white tights and buckled up flats. I'm a sucker for collars, mini skirts, button down coats, ankle boots, chunky knits, winter hats, wooly scarves and layers. Not convenient when you live in Australia.
This week British Vogue released their 'Best Dressed of 2012' list and my five favourites were there; the previously mentioned three plus Natalie Massenet and Emma Stone. Emma is American but she is also hilarious so she is an exception.
Special mention goes to Cara Delevigne who, after a quick Google search, appears to be 20 years old and from an extremely well-to-do family as well as being a gorgeous model - tough life. But she seems fun and especially cheeky so I like her. And her eyebrows. I don't enjoy deadpan models on the runway and she is the antidote. Thank you, Cara.
Natalie just flaws me. So successful and a mother. That's a big deal to me, because I'm a working mother too.
Anyway, I'm in holiday and there is another Pinot Grigio with my name on it. Ladies.
* Images care of vogue.co.uk
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