Showing posts with label Josephine Baker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Josephine Baker. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Glamour is a Total Package
Miss Josephine Baker wants to take a moment to remind you: nothing sets off a truly fine wig like ambitious accessories and makeup that can be seen from the third balcony. Or outer space.
Labels:
1910s,
Gettin' Wiggy with It,
Glamour,
jewelry,
Josephine Baker,
Make-up,
reminders
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Hair - The Minimalist Approach
In the middle of the 1920's while American college Sheiks and Shebas were swallowing goldfish, cramming into telephone booths and guzzling hooch in speakeasys, France capitalized on an opportunity that the US (due to the restrictive and ignorant attitudes of race) had missed out on:
There are limitless reasons to celebrate La Baker, but since we're here to talk hair, her extremely short, pasted flat to the skull, and shiny as a mirror hairdressing was a revelation for it's time. And it was a sensation (what about Josephine wasn't?). No one had seen anything like it and many thought she had actually shaved herself bald and painted it on!
Exploiting the rage to the fullest, a brilliantine pomade came on the market called Bakerfix. By the thousands, men and women, black and white, snatched it up.
This retail counter top display unit recently came up for auction:
Two more notes of interest. Firstly, simultaneous to the birth of The Josephine Baker Experience in Paris was the Exposition des Arts Decoratifs et Industriels, aka The Art Deco movement. The two will always symbolize one another in my mind.
I would take another fifty years for a "lack of hair sensation" to occur again. Ironically, it was another black American (though born in Jamaica) girl who had to depend on Paris for her initial discovery:
And as newer generations seek to outdo their predecessors, Baker had a leopard:
while Jones enacted Jones-As-Baker-As-Leopard:
MISS JOSEPHINE BAKER!
There are limitless reasons to celebrate La Baker, but since we're here to talk hair, her extremely short, pasted flat to the skull, and shiny as a mirror hairdressing was a revelation for it's time. And it was a sensation (what about Josephine wasn't?). No one had seen anything like it and many thought she had actually shaved herself bald and painted it on!
Exploiting the rage to the fullest, a brilliantine pomade came on the market called Bakerfix. By the thousands, men and women, black and white, snatched it up.
This retail counter top display unit recently came up for auction:
Only a ridiculous lack of expendable funds kept it from residing with me!
Two more notes of interest. Firstly, simultaneous to the birth of The Josephine Baker Experience in Paris was the Exposition des Arts Decoratifs et Industriels, aka The Art Deco movement. The two will always symbolize one another in my mind.
I would take another fifty years for a "lack of hair sensation" to occur again. Ironically, it was another black American (though born in Jamaica) girl who had to depend on Paris for her initial discovery:
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MISS GRACE JONES!
And as newer generations seek to outdo their predecessors, Baker had a leopard:
while Jones enacted Jones-As-Baker-As-Leopard:
Labels:
Grace Jones,
Josephine Baker
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