Hopeless Anglophile that I am, Abbey Road is my favorite Beatles’ cover. But it’s odd because in all the times I’ve been to England, I’ve never visited the very famous zebra crossing. Perhaps because I was four when the Beatles split up and the music of individual band members was on the soundtrack of my youth. (Yeah, I got stuck listening to the Wings!) I have been to the Salford Lads Club … any guesses why?
I was trying to think of other cover art that includes images of British life. All I can think of this morning is the cover art for the Sex Pistols’ single of “God Save the Queen,” plus the aforementioned album featuring the lads club. Can you think of more? Please add them to the comments.
Anna Wintour has always fascinated me and it’s not because she’s from England. We’re talking waaaaay before The Devil Wears Prada. And it’s weird because I’m not even an eager reader of Vogue — their fashion features are so far beyond what I’d ever wear in everyday life.
Perhaps it’s because I’m a freelance writer, although I only occasionally write for the women’s mags and never for the fashion rags. Wintour is legend in the magazine industry. The one time I visited the Conde Nast building to meet with an editor (not Vogue!), I vacillated between terror thinking about having to take an elevator ride up with Wintour and hope that I’d ride down with her. Neither happened. But I did spot a huge bouquet of flowers marked for Anna in the lobby.
So I was happy to discover, then, there’s a new documentary coming out this fall called “The September Issue” where we’ll get a behind-the-scenes look at Wintour putting the famed fall issue of her magazine to bed. Of course I’m going to love watching this as a journalist, but as an Anna groupie? Heaven! Maybe I’ll be able to watch it in my knock-off Oscar de la Renta, that is if I ever get off my duff to start sewing it.