Raquel Welch: Cinematic Goddess
Written by Gordon West, Contributing Fashion Editor
Photo by Gordon West @itakemycamera
Not all fashionable events during Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week involve runways, models and a pit of photographers. Sometimes they involve decades of photos and a glamorous, timeless, iconic legend. This weekend I had the good fortune of being asked to attend and shoot such an event—a photo exhibit and cocktail reception for Raquel Welch at the Film Society of Lincoln Center’s Frida and Roy Furman Gallery.
For five days the Film Society of Lincoln Center has presented a retrospective of Welch’s films from the wonderfully bizarre Myra Breckinridge to the film (and fur bikini) that started it all, One Million Years B.C. At the reception and her several Q&As for the last several days, Welch reinforced her ideal as an alluring, lasting, genetically gifted, artistically talented, jaw-dropping beauty and legend.
At 71, Welch likes to call herself a Mama Duck, one able to offer advice for the younger generation when it comes to managing the glittering, potentially destructive machine that is Hollywood. One look at her clad in the curve-hugging leopard print dress she wore to her reception won’t have you calling her a Mama Duck so much as a Hot Mama with an eager flock of following fans.