S W O O N D: the duchess, unpublished

10.01.2009

the duchess, unpublished

Mark Shaw captured these images of Henrietta Tiarks (who would later become the Duchess of Bedford) at Palais Royale in Paris in 1959. The photos are outtakes from a fashion assignment for LIFE magazine and were never intended for publication. The Duchess is modeling a green Jules-François Crahay suit. That's Monsieur Crahay himself (below) ogling his creation at the Nina Ricci salon.

Prints of these images are available, along with a host of other Mark Shaw photographs, at the Mark Shaw Photographic Archive.

:mark shaw; other images of the duchess of bedford at the national portrait gallery

4 comments:

Luisa Perkins said...: She doesn't even look real in the first photo. I thought she was a doll at first. Perfection can be frightening.

But oh, that suit. To die for.; 10/02/2009
diana said...: "the duchess, unblemished" perhaps?; 10/04/2009
Melanie Montgomery said...: She looks like a doll.
Wow, she was stunning, just stunning.; 10/12/2009
Anonymous said...: her eyes seem unusually wide apart; 10/21/2009

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