To me, Zeppelin were the perfect band: a perfect mix of genius virtuoso mad scientist lead guitarist (Jimmy Page), pounding jackhammer drummer (John Bonham), mage alchemist bassist slash any other weird instrument player (John Paul Jones) and a sexy strutting charisma generator amazing singer (Robert Plant).
I was especially taken with the young Robert Plant. I know right! I don't even know. But even with the corny 70s costumes and masses of turquoise and puff-sleeved blouses (puff sleeves!) and stories of screwing groupies in tubs full of baked beans (disgusting!) -- Planty just had it.
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Remember what I said about puff sleeves?
Annyyyywayyyyy....All that is just a sort of explanation for this look I'm going to show you. Proof that I still have a post-hippie 70s rock psychedelic groove monkey in me. At times! (Photos taken last September, hence the hippie ombre hair)
Wearing: buccaneer shirt, Cinderella (circa 1994); Moda Plus navy trousers; Peacocks brogues; feather necklace and tusk pendant from Bangkok; bracelets from Bosquejo and random tiangge buys.
But this post-hippie groove monkey just can't say no to a strong red lip.
Now if you'll excuse me, I feel a sudden urge to play Led Zeppelin I today...