Monday, February 28, 2011

Decadence in force.

can't make out the far left...but in order of decadence otherwise: Whoopi, Tilly, Goldie and Anj. at the 81st Academy Awards. Dlish.

Anjelica Hutson

by Bob Richardson

in Ever After

for Walter Albini in 1973

with Jack Nicholson at the Oscars in 1976

At her beach house in Venice for Nowness

Portait by David Bailey

She was Jack Nicholson's lover, Helmut Newton's muse, and David Bailey's enchantress...but for me, aside from her brilliant acting career (my favourite role as Morticia in the Addams Family 1991) Anjelica Huston is a fiercely amazing woman. In the '70s, Huston was the ultimate it-girl, dashing from party to party with Nicholson; today, she is one of the most respected actresses in Hollywood, a subtle, wise, and breathtaking actress. Her father is director/actor John Huston and her mum is prima ballerina Enrica (Ricki) Soma. Endowed with her father's great height and personal boldness, and her mother's beauty and aristocratic nose, Huston certainly cuts an imposing figure, and brings great confidence and authority to her performances.


My favourite blog in the world is Advanced Style and these are a couple of my favourite ladies who regularly pose for the site.

Iiona Smithkin

Tziporah Salamon

Lynn Dell - owner of Off Broadway boutique

Plus just a fun picture that came up on my dashboard...

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Decadence at the Oscars

In anticipation of tonight's awards...
My favourite Oscar Bitches.

Bjork, 2001

Meryl Streep, 2010

Audrey Hepburn in Givenchy, 1954

Tilda Swinton in Lanvin, 2009

Elizabeth Taylor in 1961

Shirley Maclaine 1975

Joan Rivers - just always.

Bette Davis 1962

Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn backstage 1955

Mary Pickford in 1930

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Tziporah Salamon


It was through a conference on fashion and vintage values in NYC where I met and fell in love with Tziporah Salamon. Tziporah is a canvas. Take one look at her on any ordinary day, and you will quickly realize there is nothing ordinary about her at all. The daughter of Jewish Hungarian Holocaust survivors (her father was a tailor and her mother was a gifted dressmaker), Tziporah's style developed from a young age in the form of dress up and play, through which she came to appreciate the detailing and harmony in each piece of clothing.
During her mid twenties, she came to appreciate Impressionist artworks by Monet and began to understand the layering of style - colours, textures, patterns, scale, proportions - through which she elevates the act of dressing to an art form .

Tziporah photographed for an article on Advanced Style with Patricia Field and Iris Apfel among other delicious decadent candies.

I was fortunate enough to talk with her about the art of style in her gorgeous Upper West apartment for RaraCurio. So enjoy for now, but there is plenty more of her to be featured here in future.



Gloria Guinness

Millicent Rogers

Rita Lydig

The Good Life

If anyone can get their hands on a copy of this documentary, I will marry you and make you a decadent old man/woman.

Furthermore, if you haven't seen the original or even the recent Grey need it in your life. Trust me.

“Mrs. Vreeland, is that fact or fiction?” - “It’s faction”.

Diana Vreeland was one of the twentieth century's most formidable arbiters of elegance.
Born in Paris in 1906, Diana was raised during the frivolous years between the two world wars - “My parents spent their days having a good time...They never contributed a bloody thing and they and all their friends lived the life of Riley”. Not born into wealth, just socially well connected, Diana quickly became quite the social butterfly that dabbled in the world of fashion. Her early days were spent as part of a milieu that effortlessly blended society and artist in a whirl of activity where she was a friend to Coco Chanel, The Duke and Duchess of Windsor, Daisy Fellowes and Christian Bernard.
She did not actually begin her formal career until sometime in her mid thirties, and boasts an impressive career portfolio where she was fashion editor at Harpers Bazaar for twenty-five years, Editor in Chief of Vogue and creator and ambassador of fantastic exhibits at the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute.

In 1982 she was asked how she’d like to appear in a future Costume Institute exhibition. “I’d like to be very luxuriously dressed,” she replied. “I'd like to have the most luxurious black cashmere sweater, the most luxurious black satin pants, very beautiful stockings, very beautiful shoes – marvelous shoes – and whatever would be suitable around the neck.”

Diana died in New York in 1989, aged 86.

Good Morning.

I woke up to a wall full of photos of decadent women my best friend Norton had found for me. So beautiful.

Personal fav.

Katinka and I in 50 years time.