#sixtie

US Vogue March 1, 1966 ❤️❤️❤️

Model Wilhelmina Cooper wears a pale blue double-sided twill coat  and a dress both signed by Bill Blass for Maurice Rentner.

Hat: Halston Stockings: Christian Dior Gloves: Crescendoe-Superb K.J.L: Bracelets Frost Bros: Earrings

Hair: Ingrid, Jean-Paul, Hugh Harrison & Kenneth Lee

Photographer: Irving Penn

uncredited writer, Time, 13 January 1967

Joanie Phoanie is a sight. She has a roller coaster of a nose, unraveled hair, and sandal straps that look as if they're devouring her legs. She douses herself with deodorant, wolfs down caviar in front of famished children. She sings of brotherhood to incite student riots.

When one song triggers only three uprisings, she composes another she is sure will be a blockbuster: "A Molotov cocktail or two/ Will blow up the boys in blue." Could it be Joan Baez?

Joan Baez thinks so. In fact, she's so sure Al Capp's cartoon character is a take-off on her that she has demanded an apology and the immediate execution of the comic strip abomination. "Either out of ignorance or malice," she wailed, "he has made being for peace equal to being for Communism, the Viet Cong and narcotics." Just as captiously, the cartoonist growled that Joanie wasn't Joan. "She should remember that protest singers don't own protest. When she protests about others' rights to protest, she is killing the whole racket."

Strawberry Alarm Clock - Incense & Peppermints (1967)

Incense And Peppermints

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind. Хороший смысл, невинность, калечащий и добрый. Dead kings, many things I can't define. Мертвые короли, многие вещи я не могу определить. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. О акадские специи, поты и румяна вашего ума. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Благовония и мяты, цвет тимьяна.

Who cares what games we choose? Кого волнует, какие игры мы выбираем? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Немного выиграть, но нечего терять.

Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns. Благовония и мяты, бессмысленные существительные. Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around. Включитесь, настройтесь, поверните глаза. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Посмотри на себя, посмотри на себя, Yeah, yeah. Ага-ага. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Посмотри на себя, посмотри на себя, Yeah, yeah, Ага-ага, Yeah, yeah. Ага-ага.

Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two. Настройтесь на мир в двух мирах. Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do. Брось свою гордость в одну сторону, Это меньшее, что ты можешь сделать. Beatniks and politics, nothing is new. Битники и политика, ничего нового. A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view. Мера для сумасшедших, одна точка зрения.

Who cares what games we choose? Кого волнует, какие игры мы выбираем? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Немного выиграть, но нечего терять.

Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind. Хороший смысл, невинность, искалеченный и добрый. Dead kings and many things I can't define. Мертвые короли и многие вещи, которые я не могу определить. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. О акадские специи, поты и румяна вашего ума. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Благовония и мяты, цвет тимьяна.