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Sisters by David Hamilton
Fashion week has come to London town. And this is what it looked like in the early days.
It’s so easy to fall into the black and white nostalgia of cliche laden photographs, thinking how much better everything must have been in the good ol´days. And I might be looking at the past through rose-tinted glasses, but seriously, why are the women in old pictures always beautiful? The men extremely handsome? The clothes, the cars, the buildings, everything looks so…well-made. Elegant and stylish. What happened?
And yeah, yeah, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times but look at these pictures from The Telegraph ‘London then and now: Photographs of London streets taken 60 years apart.’
Clearly it was much better 60 years ago.
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last,
Was Time long past.
There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast
Which made us wish it yet might last–
That Time long past.
There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
‘Tis like a child’s belovèd corse
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.
(Time Long Past by Percy Bysshe Shelley)
