There’s a wacky haircut and then there’s these…

I’m incredibly talented at getting distracted…like seriously. I’m currently in the process of doing a bit of research into mouches (or beauty patches) and was looking at 18th century caricatures. Of course rather than finding a selection of wonderful caricatures on mouches I instead found a veritable selection on the ludicrous hairstyles of the 18th century…. And rather than waste my procrastination skills I thought I should share them with everyone here!
 
The majority of these quite frankly hilarious images date to the 1770s.
 
 
 
Caricature of a Dressed Woman’s Back with Elaborate Hairdo, late 18th century

La Françoise à Londres. The French Lady in London,
or the Head Dress for the Year 1771

 
“The Vis a Vis Bisected or the Ladies Coop”,1776 M.Darly
Or as I like to call it “My hair is so tall I have to sit on the bottom of my carriage”
 
18th century caricature of the mode for perruques fregate
 
“Mlle Des Victoire coiffure à la Grenade”1779 French
 
“The Fatal Effects of Coquetterie”,1774 French
 
I Don’t have the detail for this one I’m afraid…
Hand-coloured etched engraving published by M Darly in 1777.
Mlle des Faveurs a la Promenade a Londres
 
 
And as this image proves…no these elaborate hairstyles were not simply reserved for women!
 
The Macaroni. A Real Character at the Late Masquerade


Mezzotint by Philip Dawe; printed for John Bowles in 1773

 
Quite a few of the caricatures seen here came from two amazing posts:

Oh hey there new hair!

So, yesterday intended to go to the hairdressers for a “drastic” cut. I failed a little on that one and ended up with more of a gentle trim. I’m very happy with it though (not too much length through the back basically), and it’s still long enough on top that I can wear it curly when I want to!

Outfit:

H and M camel pencil skirt
French connection black pussy bow tie blouse
1950s red jacket with velvet collar (this was an absolute ebay bargain, it only cost me a fiver!!!)
Clarks black suede slipper shoes
My mums gold hoop earrings from the 80s

In a fabulous distraction from work I also went for a bit of crazy nail painting too.
All Barry M colours : )

Tim Walker- Story teller at Somerset House

Every once in a while you get the opportunity to view an exhibition that takes your breath away. Yesterday I had one of those moments. The exhibition is question? Tim Walker: Storyteller at Somerset house.
I’ve long since been a fan of  Tim Walkers work (I blogged about his work here). I think the image above was one of the first Walker shoots I saw in Vogue (ah the days when I had a Vogue subscription. Sigh). His work with its creative, quirky, playful and dreamlike nature has always appealed greatly to me.
Somehow the exhibition manages to be light and fun yet serious, dramatic and highly emotional. I found myself in tears at one point because Walkers photography seen blown up large scale is just sobeautiful.
In particular there is a photograph of Alexander McQueen with a skull from 2009, blown up large scale. I’m actually not going to share the image here, because I feel you need to see it to appreciate it. But the image, which must have been taken only a year or less before McQueen’s death has a poignancy and a realism and also seems to speak volumes about McQueen’s personality.
This exhibition also captures something of Walkers persona. From interviews I’ve read with him this exhibition simply feels like he must have had a lot of input.  It’s the play with scale that so captures Walkers sensibilities.
The length of the exhibition too was just right. It felt enough to satisfy a fan of Walkers work, yet in the same breath not too long to bore someone who had only a passing interest. I will say at this point the exhibition focuses on Walkers work from the past ten years (possibly less I’m not 100% sure what the earliest photo was) as the Design Museum has previously held an exhibition which focused on his earlier work (2008).
The setting of Somerset house is perfect for Walker’s work. There is some sense of homeliness in the rooms of the East Wing. You feel like you are entering into Walkers own personal space, into his sketch book (with the giant sketches) and into his mind.
Walker’s photography here is able to be viewed as art, as it deserves to be. Taking them away from fashion shoots, as many of these images started off life. Scale here is key and the different sizes of the images help to convey different meaning of each piece of work.
Unlike many other photography exhibitions where the photograph defines the exhibition, here the props are equally important and you feel like each  room is a work of instillation art within itself.
I’d go as far to say that the presentation here made me re-think other photography exhibitions I’ve seen  ahem *Cecil Beaton and the Queen *, because this was done so well.
So, ANY criticism? There was one picture of Kate Moss that I felt was out of place in one of the rooms. Honestly, that is my SOLE fault of the exhibition.
What else can I say? The exhibition is free, so realistically you have no excuse not to go. There is also a simply stunning book that accompanies the exhibition which will definitely be going on my Christmas list.