Don't be upstaged by all those thesps now heading for Edinburgh. Anne
Simpson explains how it'll be all right on every opening night
HERE it comes again, loping through the stalls and into the crush bar,
a rhapsody of dishevelled linen, brushing shoulders with the world.
Behold the Festival Suit. Of course, if these monsoon conditions persist
Edinburgh could well be the ruination of the Festival Suit this year,
forcing its crumpled flowering undercover as performers, critics,
impressarios and audience reach for the plebian refuge of a nylon
showerproof and some gash company umbrella.
But let us look to a bright future. Less than a week away from
Edinburgh's ritual lunge into culture the city's ritualistic pin stripes
and Laura Ashley timidity of dress are in retreat, shunted into
unfashionable sidings as the march of cafe society clobber overtakes the
good-time crowd. Arty folks have always dressed with more visual panache
than bankers, but what is interesting now is that bankers themselves are
saucing their sartorial rectitude with something dashing in the
buttonhole or at the neck.
Might we put this down to the trend for banks to resemble hotel
foyers? Along with the ornamental shrubbery and decorative water colours
of corporate art, we now have the manager dressed with the same
delicate, embellishments (silk handkerchief, customised cufflinks,
sincere, designer tie), as the hotshot running the Ritz. Equally, with
the emergence of senior women financiers banking institutions have now
become home to the ornamental waistcoat.
On several levels, though, festival people are often fascinating
exponents of costume. In fact, you can probably chart the growth of
prancing narcissism in Britain by glancing through the festival's
picture archives. During the early years in the late forties and
fifties, a sports jacket, flannels and brown shoes composed the only
casual ensemble available to men whose style was trapped between Bertie
Wooster and clothing coupon frugality. Heavily tweeded, as if down from
the moors, the Edinburgher with artistic leanings sweltered through
performances in the Usher and Assembly halls, never once discarding his
jacket. Decorum was the ostensible reason but the true explanation was
that he simply couldn't take the risk because of his pockets. To this
day men believe pockets bestow superiority, allowing them that
irritating key-jangling opportunity to pretend at being in control.
But in loosening up the rules for entertainment attire men and women
have curiously swapped one uniform for another. The Festival Suit,
accompanied either by toe-capped plimsolls or the worldly sandals of New
Age consumer Buddhists, is almost interchangeable between the sexes, its
colour a tonal medley of bleached ochres and cafe-au-lait, its
unstructured shape just creased enough to make the wearer seem laconic.
Such is the general look of the festival glee club but there are times
when women especially wish to sieze the chance of First Nights for a
glorious show of dressing up. The problem here is that evening wear
requires some apprenticeship and for most women life is just too
pressurised to devote extra time and money in that direction. So, the
trick is to opt for the kind of daytime style that makes you feel at
your best, then seek its night-time equivalent -- jackets, either loose
or contoured, but now in shot silks interestingly frogged on the bodice
or sequined on the collar or cuff; pants still fluid, but diaphanous and
ending on the ankle so that high heels don't catch in hems and send you
hurtling to a sorry finale; sarongs, elegant, comfortable, in jewel
colours or tropical patterns, again in silks gentle as a South Seas
island breeze.
Essentially this is easy-going gear made formal by special materials,
and its beauty is that it can serve a woman from one festival
performance to another, from ovation to catcalls and never appear
treadmill or loaded with the gawdy cheapness of some old end-of-pier
coquette. The strategy for most ensembles should be an outfit that
includes just enough fashion to look distinctive but not so of the
moment that it disappears up its own swankiness before the festing weeks
are done.
As for the guests of the sponsor, this is often where triumphant
opulence resides. If destiny beckons you to the kind of festival party
which demands high drama, then you take on the very stage itself and it
may be that only haute couture will do. But we're moving in a different
circle here, for these are women with sufficient time to consider every
aspect of their appearance. The trophy wives with leisure enough to
debate their choice of ear rings, remove their day faces and apply
nocturnal make-up, and stand, trance-like, before a mirror, studying the
pitfalls of an unruly cleavage.
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