Obviously, there are some problems here - mainly the Brian Jones-style blond hair-helmet sported by Keith Relf and the fact that Jimmy Page evidently hadn't received the memo about never wearing a parting with hair that length or a military-style top with too many buttons - but, as a tubby 13-year old, I'd have killed to look like any of these blokes. The style worked in black and white, too. which was important back then:
Obviously, Bill Wyman never quite made the sartorial grade, but the other four look okay to me. The odd thing is that bands from the provinces never quite got it:
Of course, by the time I was old enough to afford cool clothes, it was the hippie era and men's fashions had all gone severely Pete Tong!
Oh dear! As for commenter Riley's worries about he and Martin D sporting cravats as they rode around Wimbledon, they'll be relieved to hear that they were stylistic trail-blazers - an Australian Masterchef judge, the generously-proportioned food critic Matt Preston, has made them all the rage again:
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