A fortuitous moment in Mami when the Beatles took the ring with Cassius Clay.
She was a supermodel before the term was invented. Yet, to me, a better way to describe the remarkable Lauren Hutton would be persona extraordinaire.
May 11, 1978. New York City. Studio 54. Midnight.
Tom Wolfe was the last of the Gadflies. There were others—Truman Capote, Norman Mailer, Andy Warhol, Diana Vreeland, Muhammad Ali—to name only a few. These, some of the brilliant characters who inhabited and influenced the last half of the 20th century, are all gone. Each made their own specific dent in history, in style, in the way we think, in the way we looked at life.
Fourth of July weekend in 1966: I flew to Boise, Idaho, to photograph Bobby Kennedy’s family vacation on the Snake River, called the River of New Return. Life magazine had been given the precise location of the Kennedy campsite, and, lucky for me, the Life photographer Enrico Sarsini and I were on the same plane to Boise. He was a jovial sort and told me to come along with him. I have to admit that after working on London’s extremely competitive Fleet Street I would not have been so generous and would have kept the campsite location to myself.
Rachel Lowe Lambert Lloyd Mellon, the second Mrs. Paul Mellon, was known to her friends as “Bunny,” which seemed such an unlikely nickname for someone so restrained and elegant and camera-shy.
James Galanos has been called America’s premiere couturier. A perfectionist, perceptive, and aware, his designs are timeless works of art.