Image from The Face styled by Ray Petri

We took an earlier look at the work of ex-Buffalo member, Judy Blame. Now Max , one of our fashion correspondents weighs in wonderfully on the legacy of Buffalo's founder, Ray Petri.

Early 1980’s through mid 1980’s – Ray Petri/Stylist for THE FACE MAGAZINE. The various editorials that Ray Petri created for THE FACE MAGAZINE during this time period were groundbreaking and still are influential to this day. He was inspired by street culture, ‘bad boys,’ Jamaican Ragamuffin culture, East Indians, blacks, punk whites, rude boys, mods, New Romantics, boxers, Bob Marley’s BUFFALO SOLDIER song, Vivienne Westwood’s Buffalo collection, Malcom McClaren’s BUFFALO GIRL song, and Native American imagery, resulting in a fashion movement labeled “BUFFALO”.

Images from The Face styled by Ray Petri

The editorials he created during this period jump started and influenced major industry people such as Jean Baptiste-Mondino, Mark Lebon, Jamie Morgan, Cameron McVey, Naomi Campbell, Neneh Cherry, Massive Attack, Bomb the Bass, Nellee Hooper,

Judy Blame was a genius of unorthodox styling

"I wanted a lady name because everyone changed their name to one of the same sex, so I thought I'd confuse people. Judy was a nickname given to me by a friend, and Blame just sprang to mind one day. It sounds like a trashy b-movie actress from the 50's - a bleached blonde tart who only made one film and never got anywhere - I like that"
Judy Blame

Judy Blame :PH: Francois Nars

The Inspiration For The Well Titled "Green Door" club in LA

Well that was a lesson in the uselessness of preconceived notions. Last night at Green Door that is. The buzz had washed up on the shores of NY in broken bits and pieces..."Johnny Zander's Friday night...jammed w celebs"... "the front room draws upon images of Parisian coffee shops" "Heidi Klum's Halloween party".When that certain LA Overlord (one of those stealth forces who quietly controls a lot of wires behind the scene) said "C'mon on down", I did just that. After the programming I got from last season's hot spot, Hyde, I expected that behind the little green door would be the typical narrow little cave of a room with sagging thrift store furniture hiding its tawdriness in the dim night club light. Scattered around the room would be the full species of 'movie industry people"... and the hanger-ons who service them. Here is where the preconceived notions flew out the door. The Green Door is not a cave. Its a damn warehouse, redone in a mish-mosh of vintage styles that completely contradicts the scale of the place. The strangeness of that is perverse. A cosy and traditional design vocabulary installed in a massive and rambling space. Very odd. Velvet everywhere.. green velvet curtains, velvet couches, brocades, striped tenting "antiqued" paint treatments on the wall. Think The Gramercy's Rose Bar meets suburban kitsch.