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Speaking of sheer fabric, let's hang out in 1830 today. The 1830s are one of my favorite decades for the absolute bonkers direction things went in. Skirt hems went up, waistlines dropped, crinolines puffed, sleeves swelled, and hair went miles high with every kind of adornment you could imagine. For a truly exciting experience, search for hairstyles of the period and you'll see that the whimsical designs in Bridgerton weren't far off from the truth (just in the wrong decade).

This delightful dress employs aerophane in the construction of the flowers. Aerophane is unusual sheer, made of silk, and was only used until around the 1870s--but it had a lot of ideal qualities for the time. First, it had a beautiful shimmer, which caught the light of ballrooms for lovely effect. Secondly, it was ideal for embroidering and shaping, as it had an elasticity other sheers and nets did not have. Lastly, it held shapes, pleats, twists, and rosettes very well, so you could achieve remarkably artistic whimsy in borders and embellishments.

Here, the silhouette is absolutely darling. The pleats at the top of the bodice and that swooping neck hearken to the next two decades of peak Young Victoria.

From FIDM.

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Montague Dawson, ‘Gold Of Evening’.

Montague Dawson’s Gold of Evening encapsulates twilight on the rolling seas of the Atlantic. The ship moves east, from waves made chartreuse and periwinkle by the reflected rays of the setting sun, towards emerald water and the night ahead. The sky both complements and contrasts the sea - while it is illuminated with the same subtle hues as the ocean below, the calm, faraway clouds highlight the roiling white-capped waves that pummel the port side of the clipper. Dawson’s works often contain a narrative, and in Gold of Evening the viewer is drawn into the scene through the careful attention to the ship’s deck and rigging as the clipper pushes through the heavy seas, a few brave crew members visible climbing up the prow. As he worked, Dawson identified himself entirely with the event he was painting, commenting “You really are there. You are living in that moment of time. You can hear the sea – that sea”

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Some Slavic Aesthetics

  • There’s always That One Grandma that knows everything, you always see her on the balcony. She’s better than a surveillance camera, it doesn’t matter if you live in a city or a village, The Grandma is there.
  • They also fall into the Gossip Grandma category.
  • Grandmas tend to gather in a certain spot where they have hour long conversations. It’s like debate class.
  • Friendly grandmas sitting on a bench with a smile on their face and a cat chilling next to them.
  • The trains are old, a lot of them are from the time of communism. You feel dirty when you get in, sometimes they break or burn. It’s normal, just carry on your day. The government is trying to fix the problem, but to no avail, somehow there’s too many of them old stinky trains.
  • Some buildings reek of communism, you were born after 1989 so you don’t know how life was back then, but you just sense that communist aura of the building.
  • People who grew up during the communist regime know the Russian anthem, just watch an ice hockey match during the world cup when Russia is playing and you’ll know who those people are because they tend to sing along. (this applies to countries that aren’t Russia of course).
  • Home-made alcohol, it doesn’t matter what fruit it is someone will be able to make alcohol out it. (hell I drank walnut palenka) They’ll gift it to you in an unmarked suspicious glass bottle. You don’t question it, you just drink it.
  • Home-made wine in water bottles.
  • The weird love-hate relationship between Czech Republic and Slovakia. 
  • The seething rage when you watch the news from a Western country and they still say Czechoslovakia or Yugoslavia. It’s been over 20 years.
  • A lot of old men have air guns at home. They just use them to shoot birds which eat their fruit from their garden. The men are very protective of their fruits and veggies.
  • Almost everyone has an apple, plum or peach tree in their garden.
  • Kompot. Lots of kompot.
  • Same with home-made jam. So much jam.
  • Your grandma makes a pie almost every week, sometimes even three times a week. You plead her to stop making so much pie, she never listens.
  • Almost every recipe you know has black pepper or a bay leaf in it. Same with soup. You find a bay leaf in a meal that doesn’t even require bay leaves. You cooked it, you know you didn’t put a bay leaf in there and yet.
  • Men, mostly in villages, organize a sort of a “““party”““ where they kill their pig with their friends and they make bacon, kolbasa and lots of other things out of it. Then they gift most of the meat and bacon to their friends. It’s a tradition. When you get older you think how fucked up it is, but you don’t question it. But hey, free kolbasa and bacon.
  • Talkative and encouraging grandpas and grandmas on public transport.
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For fuck’s sake can’t americans go like five minutes without making stuff that has nothing to do with them all about them™

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Ah yes,,,, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,the great Slavic country of Texas.

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I don’t want to be rich, I just want to be comfy.

Want to have one really nice set of plates and silverware for company and Thanksgiving.

Want to be able to buy a new outfit and a good bra at least a couple times a year.

Want to be able to give “just because” gifts.

Want to burn incense and candles in my home daily, and have nice soaps.

Want to be able to donate to charity frequently and without worry.

Want to buy hardcover books to read and put on a shelf for my kids to read someday.

Want to have candies in bowls for people who visit.

Want to be able to take my young siblings and cousins to a movie and let them get the big popcorn they won’t finish, because there’s magic in just having it.

Want to have a linen closet or at least a linen shelf.

Want to go see live local theater several times a year.

Want to have a bottle of wine or champagne in the house for when I suddenly need to celebrate.

Want to have a kitchen with basic baking supplies so I can bake bread on the weekend, and pies for special occasions.

I just want to be comfy.

That is my definition of ‘wealth’, as contrasted with ‘excess’.  As my mother in law put it – if I can see a little something in a store that I know a friend would love, and just BUY it for them without having to worry about whether I can afford it in the budget, that means I’m well off.  And that?  That is what I want.

For everyone.  

Everyone.

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thewoodlandwind

Just cleaned my bedroom and kitchen to take photos for a subletter & thought I’d post ‘em here because I haven’t posted in ages!

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