Diana Vreeland’s Vogue was one of unabashed opulence: a printed exaltation of body, mind, and individual, but unmistakable (and often intoxicating) beauty. One need only to look to the many published collaborations between Veruschka von Lehndorff and Franco Rubartelli, for example, to see this philosophy at perhaps its most sumptuous. With a look both feminine and subtly masculine, Lehndorff sits, limbs bronzed in the desert sun, at once intense and alluring: hard, yet jaguar pliant…a goddess muse for the artist’s (and the reader’s) insatiable pursuit of satisfaction. At this time of year, when the June warmth is potent, and we begin to think in a unique mood, a new magnificence to Vreeland’s editorial approach emerges…and oh, isn’t it wonderful?
Image of Veruschka courtesy of thenonblonde.com
Image of Diana Vreeland from habituallychic.blogspot