Vivienne Westwood: Drugs don't do it for me
Dame Vivienne Westwood found experimenting with marijuana pointless because all it did was give her a sore throat.
The designer made her fashion mark in the '70s and her name is synonymous with the punk era. While she rails against authority in some ways, such as her outspoken views on environmentalism, in others 74-year-old Vivienne has always towed the line.
"I’ve never taken drugs,” she told Britain's The Guardian newspaper. “I’ve had a couple of puffs of stuff, me and Chrissie Hynde, smoking something. That was a waste of time. It just gave me a sore throat. Next time, I started to hallucinate and I thought, oh no, thank you. I don’t want that.”
The experiences left Vivienne with no interest in taking illegal substances again, mostly because she hates the thought of being out of control. That said, she does like a drink now and again.
The designer has two sons, Ben with her first husband Derek and Joseph, whose father is Malcolm McLaren. Vivienne and Malcolm are renowned for starting their Sex store on King's Road in London, UK, in the '70s, and it seems his parenting style was just as unique.
"I was a single parent most of the time. Especially living with Malcolm McLaren, because he just denied having anything to do with [the children]. He was only here every now and then, causing trouble," she said. “He was great, actually. He’d give the children very dangerous things to do, and everything. He was very good to them.”
Quizzed on exactly what she meant by the comment, Vivienne was happy to reminisce. When her children were very small Malcolm sent them on a long journey alone, with the designer's full consent. Looking at it now she can see why people are shocked, but at the time it felt normal.
"When Joe was about eight and Ben was 12, he sent them on a bicycle ride to Devon [from London]. It took them four days. They went to youth hostels, and it all worked out and they got there," she explained.
"When it was dark, they got lost, and knocked on a lady’s door to ask the way. She brought them in for a cup of tea and called the police. The police phoned me, and I said, no, it’s quite all right. They let them carry on with their journey.”