Last week I found myself in London with my husband viewing the Vanity Fair exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery.
It was more or less how I expected it would be - lots of very artful glamorous photos of the rich and famous. The photo I found the most fascinating was of Gertrude Stein taken by Man Ray…. Probably not for the right reasons I might add.
Her matronly bosom does indeed come right down to her waist….. and she is absolutely devoid of any feminine grooming .
When I got home I Googled her as although I knew a bit about her I didn’t know much….. an American writer who spent most of her life in France, and who became a catalyst in the development of modern art and literature.
Today a photo like this would never be published – she may have been a lesbian, obviously not the lipstick variety but still this unflattering image would not fit in with how everyone is made over.
I wonder when we stopped seeing real people in magazines?
Louise Brooks....with that hair cut
As I have been told by almost everyone on TV not to leave my house Harry and I are not having any walkies today. I found my fierce beast of a dog cowering under the table this morning because the blinds were flapping about so I feel he’s OK about it too.
I did make it to my front bird table to deposit emergency supplies for all my feathered friends so between squalls they can fill up on seed, suet, bread and sultanas.