Jayne County would be proud.....

Some friends just GET you so don't they? My friend Andy has lived in Hollywood for god, must be about eight years or something crazy....we used to live around the corner from each other when I lived on Greenlanes and he in Finsbury Park, talked on the phone pretty much every day and he can make me laugh probably like no-one else. Both have a tendency to full volume around each other with the excitement levels going off the radar and have more than once been told we were like the male and female versions of each other.
In fact, here's an embarassing photo of us taken about 17 or so years ago! He's on far left and yes, there I am in the middle!


Anyway, now we go months without speaking or being in touch which miffs me but we're both guilty of crazy busy lives and when we eventually speak all the bad feeling dissolves away. So, after months of silence he sent me an email to find out if I'd received the package he sent about a month before.....I was gutted that it must be lost but then the other day I went to pick up a package being held for me at the post office, I assumed it would be records or cds then it was the wrong shape....

Andy had been to an auction at a 78 year old nightclub singer's house and bought me her nighties!!!!!! They're late sixties early seventies, nylon, lurid...and wonderful!

I've seen Jayne County play many times over the years and when she's doing a rock n roll show with a band, her act would often centre around removing nylon nighties throughout the set, she must've had about eight one on top of the other - my point is that these are exactly the kind of nighties she would've been wearing!!!! I love them and I love Andy for knowing me so well!!! (and he's been known to get gifts slightly off the mark like the mink ring he sent a vegetarian friend for example!!!)

This one is pale blue with puff sleeves and a double layer of nylon at the front for modesty and lovely lace trim.
I'll call her Edith (for Edith Massey).

This one is ankle length and flourescent pinky-peach and I definately feel like Sylvia Miles when I wear it, so she's Sylvia.

This one I think I'll name for Ann Margaret, but not in the Elvis period, after she fell off the stage onto her face in Vegas, but then got her career back because she's such a trooper, it's also a baby-doll length and Ann has the legs to carry that off.

And the last is Just Jayne for the genius, inspirational STAR that is Jayne County!!!!

Madame xx