Mick Jagger to ‘get his hair cut!” By the end of the 60’s our feathers were limp and both our flowers and our idols were dying.
We wanted a new imge and we got it—glitttery and ambiguously transsexual. Mick Jagger pouted his lipsticked lips and fluttered his heavily mascara’d lashes at us; when David Bowie ‘sold the world’ wearing a dress and declaring that he loved us all equally, no one seemed very surprised! Perhaps it was because it was so hard to tell in a dimly lit club just exactly what was the sex of the person dancing opposite you. Everyone appeared to have a Rod Stewart shag and wore tight glitter pants and since ‘Twiggy,’ it was not in style to have tell-tale curves. However those who set the trends have to keep ahead (permed this season) of their followers and after the excesses of rhinestones, glitter and camp the jet setters of rock & roll decided to each adopt a personal designer. Accordingly, Bianca Jagger discovered Zandra Rhodes, who now designs for such diverse personalities as Princess Anne and Queen (the band, not Anne’s mother). The concept of stage clothes and special costumes is now firmly part of rock & roll. Elton John in satin, top hat and outrageous glasses is far more entertaining than Reg Dwight would be singing the same songs in jeans and a T-shirt. Whilst no one seems to know what Kiss looks like beneath the make-up and wild, wonderful costumes, it seems likely that without them we probably wouldn’t have known what they sounded like at all. When Mick Jagger appeared on tour in the summer of ’75 with his trouser bottoms tied around his ankles, the fashion industry leaped into action and this year in every boutique and club the sight of beribboned trouser hems is becoming monotonous.
But as with all trends, fashion goes in a circle. The fifties image is making a strong come back. Guys are getting their hair cut and girls are back in skin-tight pedal pushers. while spike heels are threatening to cripple a new generation. Mr. Stewart has forsaken tartan scarves and feather boas and says he now favors Yves St. Laurent suits. Meanwhile, Bryan Ferry and David Bowie would not at all look out of place at a society ball. Rock & roll’s leaders are threatening to become respectable. So, thank God for the Tubes and that ultimate