I’m always looking for pieces that remind me of this gloomy/gorgeous Fall 2006 bird gown by Olivier Theyskens for Rochas.
This bodysuit-and-pants ensemble by Bernard Perris, spotted on 1stdibs.com, immediately brought the Rochas to mind.
I prefer seeing birds on clothes to birds on jungle gyms. Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds has been on television quite a few times recently and it’s just as scary as I remembered it.
I had my own “The Birds” experience several years ago in one of those well-off coastal California cities where drug addicts congregate, taking advantage of good weather and lenient local laws regarding living on the street. I was in the city to visit a jewelry “gallery” — you know it’s fancy when it’s called a gallery instead of a store! I was lugging around a big bag full of samples. After my appointment, with a lot of time to kill before leaving for the airport, I trudged up and down Main Street, looking for a place to hang out. Every Internet cafe and Starbucks was packed with guys between 20 and 40 years old, nodding out and scratching their arms. Their faces looked like a health warning and they stank to high heaven. At one point, as I dragged my bag through a parking lot, I passed a bird’s nest. An angry little bird flew out to squawk at me. I thought, “Calm down, little bird, I’m just walking by” and picked up my pace. But a moment later, a flock of little birds came out behind the scout and attacked me, beating me with their tiny wings! Itty-bitty feathers were flying! I ran for my life. Once I got out of their range, I stopped for breath, looked up … and there was a junkie, sitting on a stoop, who had seen the whole thing. As soon as he had my attention, he pointed at me and laughed, “HA HA!” exactly like Nelson on the Simpsons.
After all that, the gallery never bought any of my jewelry.
Despite my bird trauma, I am amused by this doll depicting The Birds star Tippi Hedren.
And this Tippi Hedren look might be the best Halloween costume evah.
I could do my own version of Tippi in my green Jacques Tiffeau dress, don’t you think? But instead of gulls or crows, I need sparrows on my head in recognition of my personal avian attack. And maybe someone needs to follow me around yelling, “HA HA!” for that extra bit of authenticity.