From Publishers Weekly
New York Times technology columnist Riordan's collection of the fascinating stories behind such innovations as the bra and swivel lipstick is neither a feminist polemic against the beauty industry nor a frivolous celebration of it. While Riordan analyzes the cultural meanings of various Western feminine beauty ideals, such as hairless underarms and long, shiny nails, she devotes her most energetic descriptions to the often amusing and sometimes horrifying tales of beauty industry entrepreneurs, chemists and industrialists who experimented wildly, and at times disastrously, with such materials as vulcanized rubber, nitrocellulose and even radiation. Beginning with the eyes and ending with the "derriere" (in an informative account of the bustle), Riordan delights in the engineering feats and happy accidents that spurred the evolution of some of the humblest objects in our bathroom cabinets. Among other tales, she recounts how hydrogenated cottonseed oil revolutionized the eyebrow pencil, how the nail polish industry borrowed from the automobile industry and how Hazel Bishop invented a kiss-proof formula for lipstick but found her product eclipsed by Revlon's shrewd advertising campaign. Riordan's meticulous research delves into an age before federal health regulations, uncovering such nasties as the phenol face peel, which required the face to be painted with three coats of carbolic acid. The combination of Riordan's brilliant style, which perfectly captures the pathos and comedy of the subject, and her relish for the minutiae of technological history makes this an irresistible and sometimes macabre treat for anyone curious about the history of everyday life. Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.


From Booklist
To generate this riveting book, New York Times journalist Riordan has completed more than her share of homework. The subject? The nine female body parts that have been enhanced and transformed by inventions, whether it's lipstick or the Victorian hoop crinoline skirt. Actual patent illustrations and old-time ads accompany the explanations; a few of the more than 100 patents for lipstick shapes and dispensers, for example, trace the evolution of the painted mouth. The actual facts, too, are fascinating--from the author's note that the Greek goddess Hera was the first documented wearer of the push-up bra to the unfortunately widespread use of X rays to remove hair during the early 1900s. No doubt, beauty is more than skin deep here; there's enough intrigue on every page to capture any reader's attention. Or as queen Helena Rubenstein explained, "There are no ugly women, only lazy ones." Barbara Jacobs
Copyright © American Library Association. All rights reserved


~Vanity Fair~
"A pleasurable rollick through the history of the innovations that make all the fashion madness possible."


Review

Glowing Advance Praise for Inventing Beauty:

“The unguents! The madness! The vanity! Teresa Riordan blows the lid off the world of Beauty, revealing it to be twice as crazy as you thought it was.”
—Simon Doonan, author of Wacky Chicks and columnist for the New York Observer

“Turns out lipstick, bustiers and mascara ARE a girl’s best friend and have been since Day One! Goddess Bless Teresa Riordan’s captivating and illuminating take on the riches of getting The Look down, not just our obsession with it today, but throughout herstory. You’ll want to proudly wave that lipstick around like a baton when you finish this fascinating walk down mammary lane.”
—Marcelle Karp, co-author of The Bust Guide to the New Girl Order

 
“Who knew that when technology, economics, sex, and popular culture meet, we find beauty? Teresa Riordan's wickedly entertaining and extraordinarily enlightening exploration of the mechanisms behind everything from bosom-enhancers to eyebrow-waxers shows just how unnatural the most natural look truly is. It gives a whole new definition to the term ‘lipstick feminist’.”
—Regina Barreca, author of They Used to Call Me Snow White...But I Drifted and The Penguin Book of Women’s Humor


“What a great book. A lively, original and well-researched exploration of an aspect of life—the shaping of the visible self—that is much more deeply significant than we usually recognize.”
—Rachel Maines, author of The Technology of Orgasm


“Long before Extreme Makeover, women corseted, contorted, slathered and plucked their way to beauty with all manner of contraptions and concoctions. Teresa Riordan’s highly entertaining tale of the innovations and elixirs that worked—and the ones that were total shams—is a riotous read.”
—A’lelia Bundles, author of On Her Own Ground: The Life and Times of Madam C. J. Walker



~The Washington Monthly~
"With a little Cinderella-magic of her own, Riordan transforms patent history into an almost titillating subject…"


***Publishers Weekly*STARRED REVIEW***
"Riordan’s brilliant style... perfectly captures the pathos and comedy of the subject... an irresistable treat."


~American History Magazine~
"A playful yarn about the prolific marriage of vanity and American ingenuity."


Book Description
We’ve all heard the legend of a certain Mr. Titslinger, whose clever little harness lifted the female physique to new heights. But what’s the real story behind the invention of the bra? When did silicone injections start to make sense? And while we’re on the topic—where have all the falsies gone? Whose bright idea was it to fashion steel hoop skirts wider than the standard doorway, and what’s the deal with that mini medieval torture device known as the eyelash curler?

In this fascinating, meticulously researched romp through the annals of the beauty industry, The New York Times's columnist Teresa Riordan explores that strange intersection of science, fashion, and business where beauty is engineered. From the bustle boom to the war on wrinkles, from kissproof lipstick to surgical face-lifts, Inventing Beauty reveals how, for centuries, social trends and technological innovations have fueled a nonstop assembly line of gadgets, potions, and contraptions that women have enthusiastically deployed in the quest for feminine flawlessness.

Plumbing the depths of the U.S. Patent Office, the Max Factor archives, and the Smithsonian Institution, as well as such unorthodox sources as the Museum of Questionable Medical Devices, Riordan emerges with a compelling, at times hilarious, tale of entrepreneurism run amok. Complete with dozens of photographs, wacky patent diagrams, and too-kitsch-to-be-true vintage advertisements, Inventing Beauty is an enlightening, tongue-in-cheek tour de force.


From the Inside Flap

There are no ugly women, only lazy ones.
—Helena Rubinstein


In this fascinating, meticulously researched romp through the annals of the beauty industry, New York Times patents columnist Teresa Riordan throws back the curtain on a century of shrewd, canny women who have knowingly deployed artifice in a ceaseless battle to captivate the inherently roving eye of the male.

When it comes to the opposite sex, males from many species are easily deceived. Male fireflies will flirt with flashlights. So is it any surprise that the male of the human species has been fooled by lips painted cherry red and breasts built up into silicone summits? Riordan explores that strange intersection of science, fashion, and business where beauty is engineered and finds that, for generations, social trends and technological innovations have fueled a nonstop assembly line of potions and contraptions that women have enthusiastically put to use in the quest for feminine flawlessness.

We learn why the first lipsticks were orange. Why respectable women used the first vibrators not just for naughtiness but also to eradicate their wrinkles. Why the bustle started small but ultimately grew so impressive that a proper lady could balance an entire tea service on her rump. And why, but for mascara, Greta Garbo might have been just another chunky Swede with bad teeth.

Beauty inventions, Teresa Riordan has found, can put the resourceful and the imaginative on an even playing field with the congenitally beautiful. Countless women have pushed, pulled, tweezed, squeezed, and spackled themselves into synthetic loveliness. Inventing Beauty is a delightful history of that noble effort, from head to tail.


About the Author

Teresa Riordan has written a column on invention for the New York Times business section for ten years. She is married to the architect Richard Chenoweth and has three children. They live in Silver Spring, Maryland. Riordan’s web log can be found at www.patentlyabsurd.com.


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CHAPTER 1


Eyes


Made-up eyes are by no means desirable, and to many are singularly displeasing. The same, however, may be said of made-up faces generally. Nevertheless it is extensively practiced.

-Mrs. Sarah Jane Pierce, Homely Girls, 1890


As regards cosmetics, the only sin against society seems to be make-up badly applied, The "Would you brush your teeth in public?" attitude towards make-up died some time ago.

-Alice-Leone Moats, Nice Girls, 1933


When it comes to flirtation, the eyes can cast a potent spell. An intense gaze is one of the most effective ways a woman can broadcast her interest in a man. (Believe it or not, scientists have actually quantified this.)(1) But how is it that eye makeup, particularly mascara, became a standard implement in America's cosmetic toolbox?

Mascara became legitimate in the United States only fairly recently in the historic scheme of things. Many a proper Victorian lady, who had no qualms about inflating her breasts with rubber bust enhancers or upholstering her rear end with a bustle, was vociferously opposed to altering her face with any type of cosmetic. Indeed, the late 1800s brought furious catfights over the legitimacy of rouge pots and eyebrow pencils. Were they the province of sophisticated beauties or the downfall of wanton souls?

Charlotte Smith, editor of The Woman Inventor, argued against the use of cosmetics while the entrepreneur Madame M. Yale vigorously supported women's right to use them. Both women testified on the subject of cosmetics before the House of Representative’s Agricultural Committee in 1892. Madame Yale--"young and lovely, with masses of blonde hair"--was a successful businesswoman who had built a company worth $500,000 selling cosmetics, soaps, corsets, and a facial steaming machine.(2)

Described by the Pittsburgh Leader as a "priestess of the cosmetic art,"(3) Madame Yale lectured on cosmetics at the Chicago Opera House on March 17, 1892, arguing that they should be included among exhibits featuring female inventors. Yale complained volubly about the formidable Bertha Palmer, who, as the head of the board of Lady Managers at the Chicago World's Fair of 1893, decided what did and did not belong in the Woman's Building of that fair.

The logic of Madame Yale's pro-cosmetics argument to feminists was inspired: "Training and skills being equal, the woman who looks better will get the job, so why not make the most of your appearance?"(4) Mrs. Palmer was unswayed. She decreed that such nonsense was not worthy of the Woman's Building.

Harriet Hubbard Ayer also took up the pro-cosmetics mantle in a lengthy screed in her 1899 beauty book.

"I am always a bit amused when anathemas are hurled at the present use of cosmetics, particularly when a hopelessly-soured and pitilessly-unattractive female or a blatant, tobacco-smoking, spirituously-odorous male addresses me on the subject," she fairly sputtered.(5)

Cosmetics were a neutral force, Ayer argued. "As a matter of actual fact, whatever one's opinion may be as to the moral of the question, cosmetics have been used both by good and bad women as far back as we can learn anything of the personal customs of the sex, just as wine has been drunk by priests and sots, by gentlemen and cads, and will be used and abused so long as men and wine exist."(6)

Women under the age of thirty who used cosmetics, as Ayer saw it, were painting the lily and gilding gold. But as a woman aged, she warned, "there are times in a woman's life, when, if she be wise, she will attempt to repair the damage of years and care."

"When a wife sees a haggard-looking ghost of herself reflected from her mirror, when perhaps she is painfully conscious that the eyes she loves best are turning from her faded beauty to a less worthy object, then I think she is not only justified in delicately simulating, by every aid known to cosmetic art, the charms she has lost, but she is stupid not to do so. It is the plain, unadorned, weary and too natural woman whose husband invariably falls a victim to the wiles of a Delilah, or succumbs to the artificial charms of a Jezebel. The very man who will almost fall in a fit at the sight of toilet powder in his wife's dressing room, will break her heart and waste his substance in the worship of a peroxide or regenerator Titian-red blonde.

"Let a premium be placed on sallow-faced, pale-lipped, dull, thin-haired women in the devotion and loyalty of the other sex, and the trade of the cosmetic artist will soon become a matter of ancient history."(7)


A Mirror with a Memory


As photography steadily became more popular, from 1870 to 1900, so too did cosmetics. An amateur photographer of the time referred to photographs as "permanent mirrors,"(8) while Oliver Wendell Holmes, upon viewing Mathew Brady's photographs of Civil War battlefields, called the camera a "mirror with a memory."(9)

Increasingly, sitters insisted that their images be improved upon for the special occasion of a portrait. Enameling--lacquering the face with white paint--therefore came into vogue. "American women who ordinarily shunned paint requested it at photographers' studios," according to historian Kathy Peiss.(10)

H. J. Rodgers, in his 1872 manual of photography, advised women not just on what clothing was most flattering in a portrait but also provided them with many pages of cosmetic recipes. Clearly, women took advantage of such concoctions, as the photographs themselves attest. In a series of portraits from the 1880s, for example, Baby Doe Tabor, who married a silver magnate in the Colorado town of Leadville, displays eyebrows unapologetically darkened by artificial means. Stage actress Charlotte "Lottie" Mignon Crabtree unabashedly wore kohl on her eyes (and rouge on her lips) in the carte de visites she passed out liberally to her fans.

Photographer Henry Peach Robinson lamented the vanity of his clients. "All kinds of powders and cosmetics were brought into play," he said, "until sitters did not think they were being properly treated if their faces and hair were not powdered until they looked like a ghastly mockery of the clown in a pantomime."(11)

Those who did not have the foresight to spackle their faces beforehand often insisted that their portraits be enhanced after the fact by hand-tinting or other sleight of hand.

Around 1870 one New York cosmetics boutique sold thirteen different kinds of powder and twenty types of rouge. Fashionable women carried a Lady's Pocket Companion, or Portable Complection, which discretely held rouge, powder, an eyebrow pencil, and a bottle of india ink. Altman's department store featured a "making-up" department.(12)

In the 1880s cosmetics were beginning to receive celebrity endorsements from the likes of Lillie Langtry, the voluptuous British stage actress who epitomized beauty during that era. By the 1890s ordinary women, not just those who made their living on the stage, were increasingly interested in painting their faces. During that decade the Baltimore Sun published more than a dozen letters each week from women seeking answers to beauty questions ranging from how to lighten freckles to how to darken eyebrows.

Certain enhancements were considered legitimate. Pale lashes on natural blonds, for example, were viewed almost as a birth defect. "White lashes and brows are so disagreeably suggestive that one cannot help but pardon their unfortunate possessor for wanting to disguise them by a harmless device," writes Sarah Jane Pierce in Homely Girls. "A decoction of walnut hulls should be made in the right season and bottled. Applied to the brows and lashes with a fine hair pencil will turn them to a rich brown, which will harmonize well with fair hair."(13)

Max Beerbohm, then an undergraduate at Oxford, chimed in with his support, albeit facetiously, for the pro-cosmetics brigade. In April 1894 he wrote an article entitled "A Defense of Cosmetics":

"No longer is a lady of fashion blamed if, to escape the outrageous persecution of time, she fly for sanctuary to the toilet-table; and if a damosel, prying in her mirror, be sure that with brush and pigment she can trick herself into more charm, we are not angry. Indeed, why should we ever have been? Surely it is laudable, this wish to make fair the ugly and overtop fairness, and no wonder that within the last five years the trade of the makers of cosmetics has increased immoderately--twenty-fold, so one of these makers has said to me."

Many a husband, suddenly realizing that his wife was painted, alleged Beerbohm in his spoof, "bade her sternly, 'Go up and take it all off,' and, on her reappearance, bade her with increasing sternness, 'Go up and put it all on again.' "


The Eyes Have It


While cosmetics had long been made at home or specially ordered from the apothecary and applied on the sly, by the 1910s the tide began to turn in favor of public acceptance of cosmetics.

In Europe, Diaghilev's London ballet production of Shéhérazade in 1909 sent sales of mascara and eye shadow rocketing upward. The Russian dancers' dramatic eye makeup stepped up the demand for kohl--at least for the privileged classes--and also started the fad of colored and gilded eye shadows that color-coordinated with daring evening dresses designed by the likes of Paul Poiret, an eccentric French dressmaker who, according to beauty entrepreneur Helena Rubinstein in her autobiography, used to receive his guests with "live panthers chained in the entrance hall, each one attended by a six-foot Negro stripped to the waist, a bejeweled turban wound around his head, and his bare torso oiled and gleaming to resemble statuary."(14)

Dancers had a big influence on American doyennes of beauty like Rubinstein and Elizabeth Arden. Both women recall in their memoirs having been struck by the eye makeup used by the Russian ballerinas and other dancers. Arden and Rubinstein persuaded their wealthy clientele to play with these bold eye cosmetics. "I experimented privately and learned many valuable lessons from stage personalities, which in turn I taught to a few of my more daring clients," Rubinstein wrote in her autobiography. "They spread the word, and I knew that another beauty barrier would soon be toppled."(15) By the end of World War I, "mascaro," the hair dye, had evolved into "mascara," a cosmetic used specifically and routinely by many women--at least in the big metropolises.


Sticky Lashes


The most daring clientele, and the most influential, were movie actresses. Their expressively painted faces were of paramount importance on the big screen--to the exclusion, at least in the beginning, of breasts or buttocks or legs.
Theda Bara and Pola Negri, smoldering vamps of the silent screen, were especially daring with eye makeup. Rubinstein fashioned a special kohl to dramatize Bara's face, producing her trademark raccoon eyes, which Bara wore not just to work but also about town.

In 1917, when Bara asked Helena Rubinstein to find a way to emphasize her eyes, Rubinstein made the eyes dominate her face. "The effect was tremendously dramatic," wrote Rubinstein later. "It was a sensation reported in every newspaper and magazine--only less of a sensation than when Theda Bara first painted her toenails!"(16)

In the 1920s, Max Factor worked on Theda Bara as well as many other actresses, including Clara Bow. Factor, a Russian émigré who started out as a wigmaker, introduced many innovations as he built a family cosmetics empire in Hollywood. His approach was to "bead" the lashes with his own special concoction. Factor's Cosmetic (pronounced with a French affect, as "cosmetique") was a waxy, waterproof preparation that came in foil-wrapped tubes the shape and size of a roll of breath mints today. The makeup artist or actor would slice off a small chunk and hold it over a flame until it melted. Then he or she would dip an orange stick into the gooey Cosmetic. It could either be applied to the lashes in upward strokes or applied to the tips of two or three lashes, which would be held together until they stuck, giving the lashes a thick appearance.

When Factor first applied his Cosmetic on Clara Bow, according to company lore, she panicked at the end of the day when her lids started sticking together. Someone tracked down Max Factor, who showed Bow how to use cold cream to remove the waxy goo. She reportedly became a "devoted Cosmetic user" thereafter.(17)

Other new weapons were popping up in the eye-enhancement arsenal. Kurlash, the first eyelash curling device, was invented in 1923. It was hard to use, cost a hefty five dollars, and it took ten minutes just to get the lashes of one eye curled. It was a huge success.

The eyebrow pencil really took off in the 1920s, in part because it was technologically superior to what it had been, due to a new ingredient: hydrogenated cottonseed oil (also the key constituent of another wonder product of that era, Crisco Oil). This likely helped the pencil glide more easily and, just as important, kept it from "blooming" with bacteria.

Greta Garbo wielded the eyebrow pencil skillfully and in doing so transformed the face of America. When she arrived in Hollywood, Garbo was an "unretouched Swedish dumpling" who had "the shadow of a double chin, frizzy hair, and slightly buck teeth."(18)

Louise Brooks was struck when she met Garbo by "the perfection of her features and the petal loveliness of her skin"(19) as well as her translucent gray-blue eyes. But these are not features that the audience of her black-and-white screen performances could appreciate. Moreover, though her real eyelashes were quite lush--Tallulah Bankhead reportedly pulled them once to make sure--they were quite blond and thus would have been nearly invisible without mascara.

"If she only knew it, her best disguise would be to use no mascara," said co-star Nils Asther of his famously reclusive friend. "Her eyebrows and eyelashes are almost white, and without mascara she looks like a different person."(20)

So influential was Garbo's look that other actresses imitated her, prompting Vogue to feature a half-dozen photos of popular actresses, noting their Garbo-ization. "Post-Garbo, they wear [what appeared to be] minimal make-up, their hair is straight, their eyebrows thick, their cheeks sucked in, and their expressions uniformly languorous and inscrutable, as if they were brooding over some abiding sorrow," said John Bainbridge. "Perhaps they are only brooding over their inability to look even more like Garbo."(21) Her use of cosmetics "completely altered the face of the fashionable woman," wrote Cecil Beaton in The Glass of Fashion.(22)

Maria Riva, in a biography of her own mother, Marlene Dietrich, beautifully evokes the transformation that actresses underwent in the studio makeup department during that era:

"The smell of greasepaint, fresh coffee, and Danish pastry, the big Make-Up Department all garish light, famous faces naked, devoid of adornment, some tired, half awake, all imperfections showing--terribly human, somehow vulnerable--awaiting the application of their masks of painted perfection. Hair-Dressing, equally lit, equally exposing the normalcy of flat-haired goddesses and some slightly balding gods, the sweet, sticky smell of setting lotion and hair glue replacing the linseed oil of greasepaint, the perfume of coffee and Danish. My mother becoming one of the crowd, an astounding revelation to me, who believed she was unique, the only one of her kind. Watching as she pushed skilled hands away, took over the task of doing her own face, drawing a fine line of lighter shade than her base, down the center of her nose, dipping the rounded end of a thin hairpin into white greasepaint, lining the inside of her lower eyelid. Looking at her in the big bulb-festooned mirror, seeing that suddenly straightened nose, those now oversized eyes, and coming all the way back to my original concept: that yes . . . she was, after all, truly unique."(23)

FROM THE PUBLISHER

We've all heard the legend of a certain Mr. Titslinger, whose clever little harness lifted the female physique to new heights. But what's the real story behind the invention of the bra? When did silicone injections start to make sense? And while we're on the topic—where have all the falsies gone? Whose bright idea was it to fashion steel hoop skirts wider than the standard doorway, and what's the deal with that mini medieval torture device known as the eyelash curler?

In this fascinating, meticulously researched romp through the annals of the beauty industry, The New York Times's columnist Teresa Riordan explores that strange intersection of science, fashion, and business where beauty is engineered. From the bustle boom to the war on wrinkles, from kissproof lipstick to surgical face-lifts, Inventing Beauty reveals how, for centuries, social trends and technological innovations have fueled a nonstop assembly line of gadgets, potions, and contraptions that women have enthusiastically deployed in the quest for feminine flawlessness.

Plumbing the depths of the U.S. Patent Office, the Max Factor archives, and the Smithsonian Institution, as well as such unorthodox sources as the Museum of Questionable Medical Devices, Riordan emerges with a compelling, at times hilarious, tale of entrepreneurism run amok. Complete with dozens of photographs, wacky patent diagrams, and too-kitsch-to-be-true vintage advertisements, Inventing Beauty is an enlightening, tongue-in-cheek tour de force.

FROM THE CRITICS

Publishers Weekly

New York Times technology columnist Riordan's collection of the fascinating stories behind such innovations as the bra and swivel lipstick is neither a feminist polemic against the beauty industry nor a frivolous celebration of it. While Riordan analyzes the cultural meanings of various Western feminine beauty ideals, such as hairless underarms and long, shiny nails, she devotes her most energetic descriptions to the often amusing and sometimes horrifying tales of beauty industry entrepreneurs, chemists and industrialists who experimented wildly, and at times disastrously, with such materials as vulcanized rubber, nitrocellulose and even radiation. Beginning with the eyes and ending with the "derriere" (in an informative account of the bustle), Riordan delights in the engineering feats and happy accidents that spurred the evolution of some of the humblest objects in our bathroom cabinets. Among other tales, she recounts how hydrogenated cottonseed oil revolutionized the eyebrow pencil, how the nail polish industry borrowed from the automobile industry and how Hazel Bishop invented a kiss-proof formula for lipstick but found her product eclipsed by Revlon's shrewd advertising campaign. Riordan's meticulous research delves into an age before federal health regulations, uncovering such nasties as the phenol face peel, which required the face to be painted with three coats of carbolic acid. The combination of Riordan's brilliant style, which perfectly captures the pathos and comedy of the subject, and her relish for the minutiae of technological history makes this an irresistible and sometimes macabre treat for anyone curious about the history of everyday life. Agent, Kris Dahl for ICM. (On sale Oct. 5) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.

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