More from: James Medd
Style January 2021
THE CLIMBER: Lord Mountbatten
Originally published in Issue 42 of The Rake, James Medd writes that by the time of his death — a fishing boat; the Provisional I.R.A.; shock and outrage — Lord Louis Mountbatten had established himself as an English gentleman, a feted statesman, and, to some, one of the most heroic military men to represent the United Kingdom and its territories. But it wasn’t always so. With vaulting ambition sparked by familial shame, this royal foot soldier went in search of a higher purpose.
Style January 2021
Let's face The Music and Dance
Originally published in Issue 59 of The Rake, James Medd writes that London in the early 20th century was a heady scene, where a privileged few caroused and created, remaking the modern cultural world in their luminous, capricious image. Yet looming over the ferment were the horrors of war.
Pleasure January 2021
Light Years: The Golden Age of the Night Club
When you think of the seventies, what do you see? How about Bianca Jagger on a white horse at Studio 54, or Grace Jones on a pink Harley-Davidson at le Palace? Originally published in Issue 42 of The Rake, James Medd writes that whilst the seventies was the decade of economic and social unrest, it was also the golden age of the nightclub, when fashion, music and art came together to create a lifestyle so desirable it needed a strict door policy at all times.
Style July 2020
PARADISE FOUND: Mustique
As late as the 1960s, Mustique was a couple of square miles of sand and wild cows. Now the Caribbean island is the bolthole of the gilded and bohemian elite. Originally published in Issue 56 of The Rake the transformation, writes JAMES MEDD, was the work of one man, a British aristocrat with reserves of willpower as deep as his pockets…
Style February 2020
Sica and ye shall find
Originally featured in Issue 36 of The Rake, James Medd examines how Neapolitan style icon and Oscar-winning director Vittorio De Sica imbued his work with his inimitable spirit, giving even his self-confessed “bad films” a touch of playfulness and comic flair, as well as a sense of sophistication.