Lulu sprang to life, WWD reported in 1967, the day Jean Pierre Frere, a Dior employee, dressed himself up as a fat ugly girl for Mardi Gras. "I’m Nasty Lulu," he growled. Saint Laurent was smitten.
Lulu has greasy hair, no neck, loves to take off her clothes and uses expressions that are unprintable in English. She makes the rounds to Deauville, Cafe de Flore and visits her favorite couturier, always with her pet white rat in tow. Sometimes she drinks scotch. Sometimes she takes hallucinogens. But she always avoids acting like a "pluck" — Lulu’s favorite epithet for a square.
Here, Lulu in her many incarnations and the story of how she became a cover girl and teen idol.