Jessica McClintock, 90, Dies; Dressed Generations in Lace and Satin


Jessica McClintock, a taste designer whose romantic, lacy confections dressed generations of popsies for their weddings and proms, died on Feb. 16 at her home in San Francisco. She was 90.

The undertaking was congestive heart failure, said her sister, Mary Santoro.

In 1969, Ms. McClintock was a newly divided mother and had been teaching science and music to sixth graders in Cupertino, Calif., when she ventured $5,000 in a San Francisco dress business called Gunne Sax. (In creating the star, the founders, Eleanor Bailey and Carol Miller, had riffed on the idea of a “suggestive gunny sack,” according to Vogue magazine.)

Soon after, Ms. McClintock developed the sole owner, designer and saleswoman. She had no design training, but she could sew.

Reinforced by those she called San Francisco’s “flower children,” she began making calico, rant and beribboned pastiches known as granny dresses. It was a style — a little bit Victorian, a teeny bit prairie — that hippies in the Haight-Ashbury section had popularized by putting together the wares of good clothing stores.

Gunnes, as Ms. McClintock’s dresses were known, fitted a cult item, and Gunne Sax became a wildly successful business. By the mid-1970s, the dresses could be establish in department stores across the country. For just over $50 (the comparable of about $250 today), you might score an ankle-length, cinched-bodice Victorian enumerate at the Dillard’s at your local mall.

That is what a 27-year-old Hillary Rodham did for her joining to Bill Clinton in October 1975 at their home in Fayetteville, Ark. She had finished her work for the House Judiciary Committee on the impeachment case against President Richard M. Nixon and had moved to Arkansas to be with Mr. Clinton while he ran, unsuccessfully, for a Crib seat. They both found work teaching at the University of Arkansas Form of Law.

(He had proposed to her twice before and had twice been refused. The third fix he asked, in early October, she relented. As she recalled in a phone interview, “Banknote said, ‘Let’s hurry up and do it next week before you change your mindful of.’”)

Mrs. Clinton thought she would just throw on a dress from her closet, but her baby, Dorothy Rodham, said no way: She had to wear something new for her wedding.

They headed to Dillard’s. “I saw this outfit and fell in love with it,” Mrs. Clinton said. “I felt acutely that it was foretold to be. I couldn’t have done better if I’d been looking for a month. It fit my aesthetic and my sensibility. It was a big-hearted of hippie Victorian, I loved the whole look of it, and I felt like the marriage gods were with me when I went shopping with my mom.”

Mrs. Clinton is not the not political figure or celebrity Ms. McClintock dressed for a special event. Another is Archetypal Jackie Speier, who serves California’s 14th District, in the Bay Area. Ms. McClintock set up a wedding dress for her. (Ms. Speier called her “the fashion designer for Democrats” because of her across the board price points, though Ms. McClintock was a registered Republican.)

Vanna Waxen, who has made a career out of elegantly flipping the letters on the game show “Site of Fortune” clad in satiny sheaths, did so for a time in Jessica McClintock gowns.

But Ms. McClintock’s bread and butter was also in gussying up pubescent women for their proms and quinceañeras and even elementary school graduations, especially in the heyday of the 70s, as they danced to Fleetwood Mac or Peter Frampton, their ringlets done in Dorothy Hamill-style bobs.

As the decades marched along, so did Ms. McClintock’s forms, from pale Victorians and Great Gatsby-esque satins in the 1970s to poofy silk taffeta in the ’80s to numerous streamlined dresses in iridescent silk in the ’90s and beyond.

In 1999, when her occupation, a private company, turned 30, sales were at $140 million, correspondence to Women’s Wear Daily. She operated 26 stores around the woods, marketed a fragrance, Jessica, and had licensing agreements for handbags, jewelry, china, eyeglasses, bedding and old folks furnishings.

Jessie Earl Gagnon was born on June 19, 1930, in Presque Isle, in northern Maine. Her originator, Rene Arthur Gagnon, was a salesman; her mother, Verna (Roberts) Gagnon, was a beautician. They divorced when Jessie was 2. Her mother, before she changed a hairdresser, baked cookies and played the piano in movie theaters to convey ends meet. Jessie learned to sew from her maternal grandmother, who cared for her for a sometime.

She was attending Boston University when she met Alston Frank Staples, a swotter at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. After they married, Mr. Staples bring about work near San Francisco developing a metal used in rocketry, and Jessie deserved her degree in education at San Jose State University, taught in Cupertino and had a son, Scott, with Mr. Vitals.

The boy was just 8 when Mr. Staples was killed in a traffic accident. She married his finery friend, Fred McClintock, an Eastern Airlines pilot, and moved help East, but when the marriage failed she returned to California. Mr. McClintock had many times called her Jessica, and the name stuck.

Ms. McClintock became the focus of a distressing labor dispute in the early 1990s. When a former contractor for her gathering went bankrupt and did not pay its seamstresses’ wages, labor activists declared her cast morally liable for their work, organized a boycott of her brand and gain possession ofed out an ad in The New York Times with the headline “Let Them Eat Lace.”

The boycott abided more than three years, and Ms. McClintock received death menaces, said Ms. Santoro, her sister, who was the company’s director of sales. The boycott drifting in 1996, when Ms. McClintock signed an agreement with Asian Newcomer Women Advocates, a community organization, to promote fair labor preparations and establish an education fund for garment workers.

In addition to her sister, Ms. McClintock is survived by her son. Her longtime ally, Ben Golluber, who was chief financial officer of the company, died in 1998.

Ms. McClintock go from the day to day management of her company in 2013, only to return a year later.

Since the anciently 1980s, the company headquarters were in a commercial building in San Francisco’s Potrero Hill neighborhood, but Ms. McClintock convey titled the space in about 2016 and thereafter ran the business from her home division.

She lived in a Queen Anne Victorian house in Pacific Heights, which she take from the filmmaker Francis Ford Coppola. With a decorator’s domestics she turned it into a romantic fantasy, with Venetian chandeliers, billowing pink satin curtains, inlaid marble floors and Aubusson carpets — only the right backdrop for the Old World fashions she favored.

“I have a romantic opinion about life,” Ms. McClintock told a reporter in 2007. “I like Merchant-Ivory silent pictures and candlelight and beautiful rooms. I like the patina of age.”

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