The assassination of President Kennedy, 50 years ago on November 22, was the end of America's cultural innocence to a great extent. The Kennedy Camelot years, 1960-1963, also oversaw an era of big hair and small skirts and a kind of glamour of its own that emerged from the popular culture.
First Lady Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy set the standard in haute couture. "Fashion, in the early 1960s [for many Americans], was seen as a preoccupation of the wealthy."
Valerie Steele, director and
chief curator of the Museum at the Fashion Institute of Technology explained. Pre-Jackie,"[m]ost Americans had a sort of knee-jerk reaction: fashion was elitist,
decadent. What she did was give a totally positive spin to
fashion."
After JFK's death, public interest remained very high regarding the fashionable ex-First Lady. During her post-White House years, she helped to make big, round sunglasses chic. In July 2013, Brie Dyas in Huffington Post reported (during what would have been Jackie's 84th birthday), "her name became a code word for a complete lifestyle. Having great
manners? Very Jackie Kennedy. Using candelabras at the dinner table?
That's very Jackie Kennedy, too.... When Jackie became First Lady, the public became enthralled with her
simple approach to clothing and beauty. She shepherded women out of the
tight waists, crinolines and overly styled hairdos of the 1950s and into
sleek shifts, pillbox hats and a more natural approach to makeup that
played up the eyes.
"Today, any store that makes its fortune in simple dressing -- we're looking at you, J.Crew -- should salute her."
Jackie wore a "flip" hairdo. Good girls in the Sixties wore flips. Lesley Gore wore a flip. Mary Tyler Moore wore a flip. Bad girls wore beehives, like The Ronettes and The Shangri-Las.
Mrs Kennedy was certainly a refreshing departure from the dowdy Mamie Eisenhower, and she set a standard for glamour that was embraced by First Ladies Nancy Reagan and Michelle Obama. Of course, most iconic is Jacqueline Kennedy's pink suit with pillbox hat that she wore to Dallas in November 1963. After the assassination, according to William Manchester’s The Death of a President, she was asked to “clean up her appearance,” but refused.
"No," the First Lady said, "Let them see what they have done."
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Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Jackie Kennedy: Fashion, Flair and Hair
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Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sleigh Ride with The Ronettes
From Phil Spector's famed Christmas album, originally entitled "A Christmas Gift for You," comes the classic Wall of Sound production of "Sleigh Ride" featuring The Ronettes. Ronnie Spector's lead vocals are phenomenal, and its obvious why her distinctive vocals made her a rock icon through the ages.
I first heard The Ronettes when I was coming back from Palisades Amusement Park, in NJ. My grandfather was driving, Grandma was next to him, and I was in the back with my Mom. (My brother wasn't born yet.)
"Be My Baby" came over the car radio, and my grandmother reached for the dial. "Oh, this garbage!" she despaired. "Grandma! No," I yelled, and she shrugged and let it play. I was bouncing around on the backseat to the beat, the sound, something new and liberating to me.
Later, when I saw The Ronettes on tv with their beehives that must have required a full can of Aquanet each, and their tight dresses slit up the sides, not to mention all that extreme mascara, I couldn't believe how trashy they were! I knew, right then and there, I wanted to be just like them when I grew up.
So, it's time to hop on the sleigh with The Ronettes cuz, you know, they can really take you places.
I first heard The Ronettes when I was coming back from Palisades Amusement Park, in NJ. My grandfather was driving, Grandma was next to him, and I was in the back with my Mom. (My brother wasn't born yet.)
"Be My Baby" came over the car radio, and my grandmother reached for the dial. "Oh, this garbage!" she despaired. "Grandma! No," I yelled, and she shrugged and let it play. I was bouncing around on the backseat to the beat, the sound, something new and liberating to me.
Later, when I saw The Ronettes on tv with their beehives that must have required a full can of Aquanet each, and their tight dresses slit up the sides, not to mention all that extreme mascara, I couldn't believe how trashy they were! I knew, right then and there, I wanted to be just like them when I grew up.
So, it's time to hop on the sleigh with The Ronettes cuz, you know, they can really take you places.
Labels:
Christmas music,
Dj Buddy Beaverhausen,
Gay Christmas,
Phil Spector,
Ronnie Spector,
Sleigh Ride,
The Ronettes
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