Yves Saint Laurent died yesterday. I have no real personal connection to him, though it does seem like someone who was truly a giant in his field is gone and that's always sad. ANYWAY! Here's a picture from the Elkin (N.C.) Tribune of my mother with Saint Laurent back in November of 1965, less than a year before I was born. She was in "Fashion School" in Atlanta and YSL came to visit. When I first saw this clipping, I briefly entertained the idea that they had had a torrid affair and maybe - just maybe - he was my father. Wouldn't that have been fun? But I already knew who my father was so perhaps there was some wine involved when I cooked up this theory. And also for that to happen, I would have had to be an eleven-month pregnancy and also YSL would have had to, you know, like women that way. But if he was gonna switch over...just look at her! Va-va-voooom!
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Marvelous.
Knew your mom, quite a lady!
DG, that's so cool! I hope you plan to read "The Beautiful Fall: Fashion, Genius, and Glorious Excess in 1970s Paris." It details the drugs, the boys and the bitch fights YSL and Karl Lagerfeld went through in their early days. In '65 Saint-Laurent was just starting his own couture house and was becoming an epoch-making superstar in Paris.
I've read that. I'm not mentioned anywhere in it.
Gosh, your mom was beautiful.
Classy Jo! You may have been just a twinkle in her eye at that point, dg, but maybe that's what got YSL's attention. "Zere eez somesing about zees woman ..."
Why are people speaking of Jo like she's dead? It's like that horrible moment in Project Runway where Vincent is talking about Twiggy...
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