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Paloma Picasso
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Nicky Samuel meets Paloma Picasso, February 1974
“You know,” said John Richardson, “Andy Warhol’s got an exhibition opening in Paris on the 22nd – his Mao-Tse-Tung pictures. Several of us are going – why don’t you join us?”
“It sounds great, but would I be welcome?”
“As it happens, I’ve already talked it over with Andy. He’s happy and you’ll have a lot of fun. Bob’s going, so is Paloma. We should have a ball.”
Paloma was Paloma Picasso, daughter of the artist and another of the Warhol set whom I’d begun seeing. She had a classically beautiful though at that time very unfashionable figure, and a stunning face on which she wore fairly heavy eye-make-up around her dark eyes, and the reddest lipstick imaginable on her lips. She also wore a good deal of jewellery, most of it designed by herself; and she always looked so stunning that although Yves Laurent gave her lots of his clothes to wear, she could get away with attending some grand function in a second-hand ball-gown bought from a thrift shop, and still look absolutely fabulous.
Paloma was indeed a great deal of fun, and when I told her that I was coming with them on the plane to Paris, she and I decided that we would dress for dinner, which for anyone travelling first-class was in a special upstairs cabin.