Barbara Ellen
The Supremes’ founding member
talks about the girl group’s influential fashion and the lack of hate in the
Motown family
Mary Wilson, 75, was a founding
member of the Supremes, with Diana Ross and Florence Ballard. At their 1960s
peak, with Detroit-based Motown records, the Supremes rivalled the Beatles.
Wilson’s 1986 autobiography, Dreamgirl: My Life as a Supreme, was a bestseller.
She had three children (one of whom, Rafael, 16, died when the Jeep Cherokee
his mother was driving overturned on a highway in 1994). Meeting to discuss her
new book Supreme Glamour, a sartorial history of the Supremes, Wilson is
friendly, warm and delighted to be back in Britain, where she first toured in
the 1960s, later living here for a while: “I fell in love with it here – I
thought I was going to marry an Englishman!” Featuring creations from designers
from Michael Travis to
You call the Supremes “the
original pop fashionistas”.
We were! You can look at Beyoncé,
and I’m sure it wasn’t she who copied us, but her mother would have grown up
with the Supremes. We loved to dress up. Other girls, like the Shirelles, wore
gowns, but our clothes were like couture.
The Supremes’ style was also a
political statement – about black affluence and sophistication, all the huge
social and cultural changes of the period.
Yes, my brother would say: “Mary,
why don’t y’all wear some afros?” I’m like, no, we’re making a statement in our
own way. That was the time of “black is beautiful” and “black pride”, which was
cool. We did it later.
You were just teenagers when you
joined Motown...
It really was like walking into a
Disneyland. All these creative people. People say: “Motown, it was this big
building”, but I always say no, Motown was always a collaboration between the
people, with Berry (Gordy) at the head of course.
You’ve had disputes with Motown
over the years, but you’re like a family?
Yes, a family. I think we all
think of ourselves as distant cousins. There are some things, but there’s no
hate – I still would want to be at Motown. And you know, there’s always going
to be something – even if you’re married to the man you love, maybe he leaves
up the toilet seat?
For a time, the Supremes outsold
the Beatles. Didn’t they meet you and call you “square”?
We were – there were rock’n’roll
girls and we were good girls! I don’t think there was rivalry between us and
the Beatles. Paul [McCartney] called me when Diane [Diana Ross] left, saying:
“Why did she leave – what’s going on?” Entertainers are really quite friendly
with each other. Unless some person irks you and you think, “That person irks
me!”
Wasn’t Princess Margaret rather
rude to you at a Royal Variety Performance?
Yes. She said: “Is that a wig
you’re wearing?” And it was loud! I thought [with] royalty, you’d meet them and
it would be: “It’s lovely to meet you”, but it was: “Oh, is that a wig you’re
wearing?” Whoa! She sounded like one of my neighbours in the projects.
You write about the Supremes
touring the deep south, dealing with segregated hotels and bathrooms.
There were signs that said “No
coloured”. If you drank out of a water fountain that said it was for white
people, they could hang you. People can’t even imagine what most black people
endured.
Now there are movements such as
Black Lives Matter...People are still fighting for their right to be a human
being. When Obama won, it was amazing. Most of our parents had died. Had they
still been alive, they would not have believed that could happen. Someone asked
me: How do you feel?” I said: “I can see my mom, my aunt, my uncles, all
saying, ‘Hallelujah! Hallelujah!’”
There’ve been rifts with Diana
Ross. Are you back on friendly terms – you call her “Diane” in the book?
She grew up as Diane, and
Florence grew up as Flo. We’re friends but we don’t call each other constantly.
We’ve grown apart, but it’s not because we don’t like each other. My love for
Flo and Diane is pretty much almost the same as for my sisters – we had so much
together, we grew up together.
It comes across strongly in the
book that you’re still grieving for Florence. (After leaving the Supremes,
Ballard, who’d been sexually assaulted as a child, struggled with depression
and alcoholism and died of a heart attack, aged 32.)
Oh God yeah – because she got the
short end of life. She didn’t have a chance. Can you imagine if somebody raped
you at the age of 14? You’d be angry, you’d be hurt, you’d be… broken. Back
then, your parents protected you by not telling anyone, but that was not protecting.
What hurts me is that some people say: “One of the Supremes was an alcoholic.”
Flo drank to cover the pain. She only become an alcoholic because of that.
You still feel protective?
I feel the same way about Diane.
I can tell you things about Diane I wish she wasn’t. I can tell you things
about me, I wish I wasn’t. It doesn’t mean it’s all bad. I was very lucky all
my life until I lost Flo. And then my son [Rafael]. I think you’re lucky if you
don’t get that kind of loss in your life. You can lose a job, you can lose a
love, but the loss of a child, and the loss of a dear friend, can be very
detrimental. It helped me grow up and I don’t mean in a good way. It made me
see that life can be very cruel to someone you love.
The Supremes achieved incredible
fame. You must be recognised everywhere you go.
I tell my daughter: “I’m very
normal” and she says “Mom: you’re not normal”. I’ve gone incognito, to the
grocery store, no make-up on, and been recognised. I’m like: “How can you
tell?” And they’re like: “Oh girl, we can tell”. I told one: “I wish I was Mary
Wilson – I wish I had her money!”
You talk in the book about the
importance of daring to dream.
We, the Supremes, can’t take all
the credit. The writers and producers at Motown gave us the music and sound that
people loved. And then there was the glamour. My whole life is like a dream. I
tell you – if I were not a Supreme, I would want to be a Supreme. I’m living
the dream.
Supreme Glamour by Mary Wilson,
with Mark Bego, is published by Thames & Hudson; Hitsville: The Making of
Motown is in cinemas on 30 September. For tickets visit Motown.film