Rolling Stones: Voodoo loungewear
Fans attending the Voodoo Lounge tour concerts might be sitting closer to Jupiter than to Jagger, but they can still tell the members of the Rolling Stones apart. For that they can thank stylist Fiona Williams, 35. While each of the Stones shows up for work with a trunk full of favorite clothes, it’s Williams’ job to augment their collections with everything from jackets to socks, matching each player’s performance panache and helping to distinguish one Stone from another.
Ten weeks before the tour began, Williams met with the group to discuss clothes. Then she went shopping, visiting the houses of Gaultier, Donna Karan, Katherine Hamnett, Dolce & Gabbana, and Dries Van Noten. (Some clothes are donated, others purchased wholesale.) She also haunted department stores for socks, T-shirts, and the ubiquitous black Levi’s jeans.
”Mick comes up with his own image,” says Williams. ”We met with British designer John Richmond,” whose simple, elegant jackets adorn the singer on stage. Note to collectors: Jagger will keep many of his outfits, but others might be auctioned off later.
Although Keith Richards gets his menacing axman garb (kamikaze headband, a skull-patterned silk shirt) from a vast clothing collection amassed over the years, Williams supplements the wardrobe. ”Keith also had [ex-wife] Anita Pallenberg supply some glam trousers and jackets from her line, called Rock Star, which she based on him,” says Williams.
Ronnie Wood adopts a similar guitar-dude look. Williams had the standard-issue rock-star pattern, leopard print, stitched into a sleeveless shirt for him. And if Wood’s seemingly painted-on trousers wear thin, she phones New York’s Lip Service, a sort of Rock Duds ”R” Us for the guitar deity set.
Charlie Watts, the godfather of antigrunge, is always decked out in a T- shirt (for maximum drumstick mobility) and a Saville Row-tailored white suit (so you can see him on the darkened stage). ”Charlie is fairly self- sufficient,” admits Williams.
”These are clothes I would wear,” Williams adds, summing up her job satisfaction. ”Too bad they’re not my size.”