The Locked Files Part 2 – A Bad Case of Hives

I’ve got a bad case of hives. Beehives! In the second instalment of The Locked Files I’m going to explore that most fabulous of do’s – the hive.

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For years, when my hair was long, I would wear it in a hive of sorts. It was usually backcombed, messily pinned up with a multitude of Kirby grips and had pieces hanging about the front framing my face. I had totally forgotten that I ever used to do this until recently. Now, after my Christmas hack, my hair is getting longer and I’ve been re-visiting the look. I’m not sure if it’s really and truly to be considered a beehive though, and herein lies the problem.

How to define a hive? Are we purely talking about the narrow cones of the Ronnettes or the wider, poofier and messier Bardot? Is Patsy’s famous and fiercely immovable bouff a hive or just a French twist? Is Audrey’s hair really a hive as so many always describe it? Is there a height limit? Is there a width criteria? Essentially, what’s a beehive and what’s just an updo with volume? Well like the mysteries of the Sphinx, I’m not convinced anyone really knows. As such I’m going to use my own definition, which is; if it’s had a degree of back-combing and is pinned up with an air of ‘yeah I’m a hive, and?’ then it’s a beehive.

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kI’m gonna say this is definately a hive, because, well you dont mess with Patsy.

I think at its heart the hive is as much about attitude as it is height or form. I think that’s why I love it. I can’t think of a more kick-ass-I’m-a-woman-with-a-signature-fragrance-and-impressive-collection-of–spendy-underwear do than a hive. It’s so confident, bold and peacocking to backcomb your locks in to a huge matted nest and then stick it on top of your head like a massive sexy sign which screams, ‘GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR SK-II SKINCARE, THAT GREAT JOB OVER THERE IN THE CORNER AND HALF A POUND OF CHARBONNEL AND WALKER, STAT’. A woman with a beehive never gets told to ‘cheer up love’ by some patronising git on the street. She never gets ID’d for cigarettes when she’s left her drivers licence at home and has to get her boyfriend to buy them for her, despite being 27. But most importantly, she never, ever gets asked when she’s going to have a baby because everyone knows that the other stuff she’s’ got going on, like do the cha-cha in Monaco or being a cat burglar, is frankly just a bit more interesting. In short, a beehived woman is a woman to be respected.

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The beehive itself was created at the dawn of the 1960s by Margaret Vinci Heldt. She was asked in by Modern Beauty Salon magazine to design a new style that would ‘reflect the coming decade’. It became so popular that the Cosmetologist Chicago trade association created a scholarship in her honour.
The subsequent decades saw the look falling in at out of mainstream fashion, evolving in to other styles and just generally kicking about in our lady arsenals to be pulled out in times of need.

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So here’s my homage to that entirely unapologetic and fabulous look.

First things first, let’s see how we make a hive. I stumbled across this video a few months back of Gizzie Erskine doing her signature hive on her mate Sally Hughes which I thought was pretty helpful and fun….

Clickity Click!

Also for a more detailed, blow by blow account, here’s the ever lovely Cherry Dollface with her tutorial.

And again with the clicking!

Right, now we all know how to do them, lets start with those gals who began it all, the Ronnettes. They of course weren’t the only 60s girl group to sport the look, but it will forever be synonymous with them.

Vidal working his magic.

cbeehive_rexfeatures_1005000aBardot, hair idol, always. I always feel much more myself with messy hair; hastily pinned up,tendrils hanging down and all. I’ve just never been a neat hair kinda gal.

dSo pretty!

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376411d0b209a0c66033a2dc24922e45The evolution of a style.

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The 90s saw a second honeymoon for the beehive as it became rebranded the French Twist. Well if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck…The likes of Ivana Trump popularised the style and made it the power-do for women in royal blue blazers and statement gold jewlery.

Ivana Trumpc08c0a584657f26981943954f6e06ff2Claudia being the 90s personified.

The beehive seems to be constantly re-invented by each new decade. It currently remains the darling do for fashion editorials the world over, combining vintage nostalgia with luxe glamour.

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Then there are of course those modern ladies who have made it their trademark look.

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So I suppose the moral of the tale is that the hive can be anything you want it to be. Big, small, neat or messy. So go out there and get teasing. And if you really want, try out one of these varriations…

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The Locked Files: Issue 1 – The Pixie

I’m very thankful that I have never suffered from that terrible condition – new-do fear. New-do fear is when you toy with the idea of getting a new haircut or colour and then back out muttering things like, ‘maybe when the days start to get longer…’, or ‘I’m not sure how it would work at the gym’. Well to you poor unfortunate souls, at the risk appearing like a sea witch trying to obtain the voice box of a little mermaid, and simultaneously lightly plagiarising a major sporting brand, I say – JUST DO IT! I’ve never truly understood the fear. Hair is hair, by its very nature it grows back. If you don’t like it dye it again, cut a bit more off, style it differently, tie it up, stick some flowers or clips in it, buy a wig or wear a hat if it’s that bad. Maybe this seems unsympathetic and I really don’t mean to be but people, IT’S HAIR! Most of us came into this world without much and we will probably go out again in much the same state, so let’s have some fun with it while we can.

I’ve pretty much had every style, colour and amount of hair possible to have, it’s been white blonde, pink, purple, blue, streaked, black, various shades of red from cherry to pillbox. It’s been very long, bobbed, fringed, straight, and curly; when I was 17 my ex shaved the whole lot off with his Dad’s beard trimmers at my bequest. Recently I’ve been itching for a change again (I did change to a reddy brown colour a few weeks ago but I mean another change). So I’ve been spending a bit of time in the inspiration realm that is Pinterest under the auspices of research. As such I thought I’d introduce a new feature blog spot and do a series of posts about iconic hairdos.

First up is the pixie cut.

I’m always slightly uncomfortable talking about when a certain fashion or beauty trend came into being because I think these things can be seen as too cut and dry and essentially incredibly narrow in vision. When we say that women first cut their hair short in the 1920s what we really mean is that women in western popular culture did so. There could be countless examples of women with short hair from different cultures throughout history and with differing motivations for said dos. Heck, women in Classical Greece sheared their locks when entering mourning and this is still a practice adopted in some communities today. This chronological approach to trends also of course completely negates the choices of those who buck trends either individually or as a sub-culture. Having said that, it is true that the 1920s did indeed see SOME women cut their hair short and instinctively one would suppose this to be a natural starting point for popular associations with the pixie. However it seems to me that many of these ‘20s’ cuts were short bobs rather than the definition of a pixie cut that I have in mind. My clarification for a pixie is that no hair in the front section should fall below the cheek bone and a lot of the 20s and 30s styles seem to sit thereabouts. Of course there are some, like Josephine Baker who are the exception to this rule but broadly I think the distinction holds true.

The pixie as I define it, I feel really came to prominence in the cultural landscape in the 1950s and 1960s with elfin beauties of the day like Hepburn and Farrow defining the look in an aesthetic age of generally very long and very big hair.
These women and their cuts are simply divine, so chic and effortless with their only accessories being some killer cheekbones and a cigarette, and maybe an apartment in Nice.

Hepburn

Beautiful Jean

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Here are some contemporary Hollywood ladyshapes who have made this cut utterly enviable.

Michelle Williams

Audrey Tautou

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The Goodwin – longtime pixie Queen

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Gosh there are so many and I can’t picture them all but a few others include Halle Berry, Charlieze Theron, Rhiannon, Carey Mulligan, Anne Hathaway and Hermione Granger. Also can we have a special round of appluse for Dame Judy who has been working a pixie for about fifty years now.

Here are a few shots with random origins that I’ve found through eons of entirely too much internetting around…

So elegant.

I love these longer lengths on top.

This is perfection.

I also wanted to give a special pixie shoutout to Kelly Framel of The Glamourai who even though she has grown it out now, for many a year sported one of the most lustyworth crops on the internet.

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So remember Just Do It!

xxx

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