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revlatte · 4 years

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on survival sex

survival sex is exactly what it sounds like. using sex as a tool of survival. using the power of sex to transform your current situation of hopelessness. strategically using sex as a conduit of hope... and escape. using sex as a currency for liberation. survival sex is the process (and act) of engaging in sexual activity (often in exchange for money) to support one’s basic human needs, such as food, water, and clothing.

some may be more comfortable with the terms prostitution, whore, street worker... i’m sure we can create a long list of names, deragatory labels, that we’ve used and been taught to discuss women engaged in survival sex.

on the night of betrayal, 5 march 2019, I pleaded with my at-the-time girlfriend. she was high on cocaine. this was it. rock bottom. i couldn’t keep going back and forth with her. i needed to have a firm boundary. my no was final. no more drugs. no more excuses. no more relapses. no more lies. i’m done.

she became violent. aggressive. and physically abusive. she is white. i am black. my only choice was to do nothing and let her beat on me. i knew that if i even raised my hand to defend myself, i could go to jail. (we can unpack that later).

we stood in the hallway leading to the front door. she grabbed me and started nodding in and out. within a few matter of minutes, she would be in full ecstasy mode. i was talking to a zombie. a case, a shell of a human standing before me. no, i do not say that to be judgmental. i say that because i could see her spirit leave her body as the drugs hit her veins. we were in a moment of transition.

before she was leaving the house, she asked me for money. of course, i was not giving her money. she asked for gas money. nope. food. nope. how was she going to get to westiminster? how was she going to eat? the crazy making part of this: it was all a part of the chaos. there was plenty of food. i paid for gas in her car the day earlier.

what got me was what she said next. she looked at me and laughed in my face. she said i was nothing. she, at that moment, made sure to tell me that she would manipulate the police, cry on demand (then showed me), and told me that there would be no way a baltimore jury would convict her of anything. she was right. she had been manipulating the system for decades. i stood there, looking at a shell of the person i knew and loved.

then, she told me i was pathetic. at least she could sell her pussy. she wasn’t stupid like me. i wasted time working for people and getting degrees. she could make thousands of dollars a month selling pussy. she had told me previously about exploits with men. she had a sugar daddy at one point that put her up, according to her, rarely wanted sex, and gave her everything she wanted. she worked at the clubs and bars. she sold herself on the street. she was everything she needed.

now, i invite you to suspend any thoughts or judgments. and, let’s recognize these were the words of a woman who was actively high on cocaine, and likely, heroin.

the pieces of this still remain in tact: this woman was intentionally making choices about her freedom, her body, and her sexuality at the intersections of complex trauma, the carceral system, and an addiction. survival sex is most often connected with deep, complex trauma, addiction, and the system of mass incarceration. it’s a vicious cycle.

and, we must be able to see and hold women like my ex in our hearts. we must be able to have compassion to hold space for their choice-fullness because they are, most often, trying to survive.

we must not shame or stigmatize women who are doing their best to survive.

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thesecretcodeoffashion-blog · 5 years

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The University of Westminster BA Autumn/Winter 2019 runway show on Friday 15th February 2019 marked the second time that the University of Westminster BA has shown on the London Fashion Week schedule. Professor Andrew Groves radical rethink of how fashion education is delivered has meant that the Westminster course is aligned with the international fashion calendar. All the students that have shown today at LFW have already worked for some of the worlds best designers and are now ready to launch their own design careers.

Andrew Groves said “I am excited that we are once again showing our students collections at London Fashion Week. Following on from our debut at LFW last year, we are pleased to announce that we will be showing all our graduates A/W19 collections together with their S/S20 precollections in Paris at Espace Commines. This will allow those that wish to build their own brands to develop early relationships with international buyers and stockists before their graduation in June.”

Westminster alumni include Ashley Williams, Roberta Einer, Claire Barrow, Katie Ann McGuigan, Liam Hodges, Christopher Bailey, Vivienne Westwood, and Stuart Vevers.

Georgia Fallon – Fallon’s graduate collection ‘Dyke Sport’ explores butch and femme in lesbian culture, creating a fantasy world. Strong shouldered, dramatic silhouettes embody uncompromising and fierce women; unapologetic in their appearance and sexuality. Psychedelic sportswear, layered high-shine plastic, printed, laser cut Perspex and hand painted fabrics make a bold impact. Internships: Thom Brown, Simone Rocha.

Oscar Doak – An ode to love, loss and heartache, inspired by Scottish landscapes of painter Alexander Nasmyth, and the poetry of Robert Burns, Oscar Doak creates a darkly dramatic collection. Wool and cashmere are used with black patent leather, latex and ‘barely there’ technical synthetics. Tartan is subverted through printing on mesh to create misty, blurred effects evocative of rain-soaked scenes. Internship: Chanel.

Glenn Wigham – Inspired by ‘Operation Pedestal’ the mission that saved the besieged island of Malta during WW2, Wigwam’s menswear features striking, ‘dazzle camouflage’ prints. Cutting is influenced by archival naval garments, reflecting the chaos of combat. Complex, artisan surfaces are key: appliqued raw-edge fabric fragments attached with disrupted, decorative stitching, complementing cracked and ‘weathered’ prints. Internships: Ellen Pedersen, Underground.

Bruna Ignatowska – Ignatowska’s debut collection is a comic take on romantic ideals: poking fun at the often ridiculous, ‘cheesy’ aspects of love and liaisons. Bruna’s long-standing obsession to create colourful, decorative textiles, inspires complex pieces in a riot of bright and bold colour. Internships: Simone Rocha, Viktor & Rolf, Shrimps.

James Harjette – Clever construction techniques and practical details inspire Harjette who also creates unique fabrics with rich, tactile surfaces. Using the reverse side of some cloths, overprinting, flocking and incorporating vintage finds, Harjette creates exciting yet understated textiles. References include workwear and archival military pieces, science fiction and the Wild West. Internships: Matthew Miller, Tom Ford, Haider Ackerman.

Louisa Yung – Inspired by the erotic illustrations of Toshio Saeki, Yung’s collection investigates innocent curiosity and daring vulgarity. Rejecting ideals of submissive women in erotic art, her fluid illustrations feature constrained and obedient men. Print, embroidery, and hand-cut PVC decoration are used for explicit imagery. Hand-dyed lace contrasts with unforgiving PVC, using 80s boudoir and fetish-wear influences. Internships: Roksanda, Christopher Kane, Erdem.

Lidiia Pyshna – Pyshna’s ‘Red’ collection celebrates powerful, women. The resilience of Lidiia’s own mother is a major influence and the power of giving birth to new life. 30s cinema icons are referenced – female pioneers Marlene Dietrich and Lee Miller refusing to comply with Hollywood femininity. Blood-red, symbolic of strength, suffering and passion is used for wool and leather, contrasted with transparent mesh printed dresses and tops. Internships: Preen.

Linda Zhuang – Zhuang’s graduate collection looks at innocence and identity and the process of altering personas. Tailoring forms a strong masculine influence, contrasted with many references to the ultra-feminine and ‘anti-sexy’ Japanese Lolita subculture. Traditional, high-quality menswear fabrics particularly stripes are used in delicate colouring, punctuated with black and featuring knots, ties and bows. Internships: Proenza Schouler, Celine.

Jade Goodwin – Exploration of the great masculine renunciation of the 1800s inspires Goodwin’s collection. Victorian etchings are referenced in prints for shirting and jacket linings. Soft natural fabrics of wool, cotton and denim in muted earth tones are lightened with fresh sky blue. Slim silhouettes merge the traditional with the new: the trench and tailcoat are referenced to create striking, uncompromising shapes. Internships: Alexander McQueen, Aitor Throup.

Anna McKernan – McKernan’s vibrant menswear fuses energy and attitude from punk and reggae to create her anarchic, youthful, exciting collection. Rich colour and hand-crafted surface decoration is drawn from Anna’s Indian heritage and 70’s youth culture and rebellion in Britain. Internships: Matthew Miller, Martine Rose.

Annelise De Swart – Inspired by the distinctive style of 80’s music icon Sade, De Swart’s collection exudes effortless elegance. Oversized, refined silhouettes combine versatility, comfort and sophistication. Thoughtful, draped pieces can all be tied in different ways to reflect the mood of the wearer. Internships: Roksanda, Chalayan.

Emily Collier – Collier’s striking collection celebrates her experimental creative cutting. Sculptural pieces in organza and lightweight nylon are made up of complex arcs, creating surreal, ‘animated’ gowns. Neat, slim-fitting puffa jackets and tight jersey pieces make a sharp contrast. Inspired by the environmental crisis, strange natural phenomena, and surrealist photography, as well as 60’s Utopian architecture. Internships: Marc Jacobs, Erdem.

Isabel MacInnes – MacInnes’s menswear is developed from her playful 3D process. Exploring childhood gestures – kids distorting clothes into singular, temporary shapes, with exaggerated hood shapes a key feature. The brightness of school sports kits and summer holidays are used for nylon, jersey and denim and contrasted with sober grey suiting – recalling constraints of school uniform and the world of work. Internships: JW Anderson, Rushemy Botter, Eckhaus Latta.

Eduardo Vegas – Memories of listening to Pink Floyd’s The Wall, during childhood, inspired Vegas’s darkly dramatic menswear collection. Taking the film as inspiration, Vegas creates six looks, which represent a significant figure in his life. Tailoring is subverted with lapels and exaggerated shoulders embodying ‘threatening’ characters – built up in a personal ‘wall’. Internships: Aitor Throup, Berthold.

Melissa Eakin – Eakin’s eccentric Guatemalan cowboy grandfather is a major influence in her collection. Brash 80s colour, ‘Miami Babe’ illustrations and hand painting are used for ‘awkward’ layering, western tailoring, and illustrative knitwear. Guatemalan craftsmen created distinctive warped sombreros, highlighting a rapidly disappearing craft of traditional hat making. Internships: Proenza Schouler, Vivienne Westwood, Alexander McQueen.

The University of Westminster BA Autumn/Winter 2019 runway shows The University of Westminster BA Autumn/Winter 2019 runway show on Friday 15th February 2019 marked the second time that the University of Westminster BA has shown on the London Fashion Week schedule.

#AW19 #fashion #LFW #london #New Talents #runway #SCHOOL #tscof #UNIVERSITY #WESTIMINSTER

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sidneyqueiroz7 · 7 years

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#prayforlondon #westiminster #standigtogether

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iheartmoosiq · 5 years

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The terms millennial and Generation Y overlap, but one has endlessly been flogged by the public in probably undeserved fashion. Welsh project Guide Dog, the brainchild of Peter Roberts (People In Planes / Cold Specks) finds inspiration in the phrase for his band’s new single, Generation Y, the second lifted from Guide Dog’s second album of the same name. It’s a brisk burbling song that comes at a time when children are bunking off school to protest outside Parliament about Westiminster’s flimsy and inadequate response to climate change. I can’t feign to know what’s going on over in the UK, but I can still resonate with the angst-ridden, synth-laden rock found on this propulsive protest anthem, especially with all the unrest and discord going on here in America. Generation Y evokes Dan Boeckner’s penchant for intricately pleated, chunky driving rock, whether with recently returned Wolf Parade, seemingly on hiatus Operators, or retired Handsome Furs. It’s also bedecked with the sandy grunge of Dinosaur Jr. Guide Dog’s second album will be out later this year, accompanied by a book of poems entitled Thou Shalt Stare Into Space. Keep up with Guide Dog via their website, here.

#Guide Dog #Generation Y #music #rock #alt #alternative #band #alt rock #alternative rock #grunge #grunge rock #indie rock #song #indie

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#monde #intolérance et racisme #royaume-uni

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71- and what was ur fave thing about each of them? and for the us, can you do states??

71: Countries you’ve visited?

United States

PennsylvaniaI love the fact that in PA, you just can’t escape the trees. The forest is everywhere. Deal with it.

New YorkI’ve only been to New York a couple of times, and each of those times was to the Big Apple. My favorite thing about NYC I think is how no one bats an eye your way. No one asks questions, and it’s kind of great. (That’s the image I got anyway).

New JerseyNew Jersey is kind of one of those layover states for me- a place that I’m only passing through to get somewhere else. But I did have the chance to stay at my roommate’s house when we were getting ready to head to Newark to fly to London. She’s the granddaughter of some really rich dude- Her house is big enough to fit my entire village in, no lie. She took us to her local mall, and I was faced with the blooming reality that there are actually people out there that can spend $3785 on a single pair of shoes and not bat an eye. She is among those. But she also now knows how to thrift shop like a boss, and I think we really balanced each other out in that end.

MarylandI’ve only driven through Maryland, sadly. But as it stands now, my favorite part is probably that it’s the state where one of my homies lives. Oh! And the Baltimore Barnes and Noble! They had a kickass train set in their children’s section, and I spent a good portion of my afternoon there. Got a full set of Shakespeare there~

VirginiaI’ve been to Virginia once in my life, and that was for my high school senior class trip. We hit up Busch Gardens (where I rode my first upside down roller coaster ever), Virginia Beach (my first time seeing the ocean, where I decided to run as far in as physically possible while wearing jeans and all my outer layers), and Norfolk (where I and my best friend hopped aboard a wedding cruise, were mistaken as wedding guests, and basically completely avoided our classmates as we danced with the wedding party and shared stories under the stars with the bridesmaids.) For Virginia- it was the memories. Good, good memories. But mostly Busch Gardens. I love the way that park is set up; each section is based off another country. Highly recommend the pretzels in their Germany, by the way. And check out the Loch Ness Monster- it goes into a tower and- Yes. Terrifying. Love it.

United Kingdom

EnglandMy beautiful, precious England. Lived in the centre of Westminster for about six months, and I had never been happier. I did get to visit a few places outside of London- Rochester, Nottingham, Sherwood, Bath, Dover, Canterbury, Stonehenge- but not as many as I would have liked. For England as a whole, I adored how easy it was to travel around the country- the public transportation there is leagues beyond anything the US could hope to find within the next decade. As for London- I feel I’m a bit more of an expert on this from living there. London- Despite being one of the bigger cities in the world, it never felt crowded? I only was overwhelmed by the size in my first week (then I explored a bit and realised it’s honestly one of the easiest cities I’ve ever had to navigate), My favorite part about England was that, no matter where I was in the country, despite being completely different soil (sometimes brick red, sometimes white chalk), it always felt like I was home. I’ve never fallen in love with a human, but the emotions I feel in regards to London- I find it’s comparible. I didn’t want to leave. I’ve been stateside for over 2 years now, and every day my heart still pangs in longing for the Belgian waffles outside Baker Street station, the roasted chestnuts that are floating around between Tate Modern and the Millenium Bridge, the annoying voice of the lady at Charing Cross always reminding you to “mind the gap,” the houseboats of the Romani in Regent’s canal, Little Venice, the way the hot cocoa from Pret a Manger is so rich that it just melts in your mouth, the peppercorn sauce from Garfunkle’s, the secret gardens in Regent’s Park, the divine massages that come with every new hair style, the salt in the air, the brilliant colours alligning the Queen’s Walk (whether you’re heading towards Southwark or Victoria), and the constant, spontaneous hailstorms that go totally vertical if you’re on Westiminster Bridge.London- London was honestly a dream come true, and as the real world creeps ever closer, I’m becoming more resigned to never having the opportunity to go there again.

ScotlandI only got to spend a couple of days in Aberdeen. We three (my roommate, her boyfriend, and myself) were going to visit Edinborough, but after comparing costs, we realised it was way cheaper to rent an apartment in the coastal city than it was to rent individual beds in the latter. We explored the coast, found a mall, saw a film, I flirted with a cop, befriended a couple of cats, discovered an abandoned castle- Scotland was the most peaceful place I have ever been. I would be entirely content with a small flat somewhere in Aberdeen- The library was very much like one in one of our coal towns, the theatre is active, the shopping district is lively, Primark of course has wonderful selections, and there is a lovely deli/cafe hidden away that makes the best homemade lollis I have ever tasted.

France

I think I would have enjoyed France a lot more if I hadn’t gone in the spring. As it was, I visited Paris (and Versailles!) during my Easter Break, and for the first two days, I was extremely disappointed. Paris itself is amazing; the food at any pop-up stand is to die for (totally recommend the Croque Monsieur served at the open-air stands in Jardins de Tuileries!), you can buy really fucking good wine at any grocery store for less than 10 quid, and there are little secret nooks and crannies you would never expect. However, the city itself smells like shit, and the homeless population is almost overwhelming. It was by far not the cleanest city I toured while in Europe, but it was definitely the… There is gold in most of the buildings, and a certain romanticism that is purely French in itself. My third day, the sun was out, and I did most of my exploration then. If you abandon the Metro, you’ll find gold (literally). You just have to… Learn to ignore the negatives and appreciate the positives. Perhaps one day I’ll return, and give her another chance. When that happens, I’ll take someone with me.

Belgium

Belgium was quiet, there were swans everywhere, I met at least four cats in each of the three cities I explored, and it’s the perfect blend of Germanic architecture and French linguistics to make my heart skip a beat. In Ypres, I found some really cool looking in-ground huts, and a giant wooden cat sculpture in the town square (all cobblestones, by the way). My afternoon was complete when I saw a tractor just roll on through the main streets like it was a normal thing. In Oostende, I was nearly blown into the sea by a squall and found the most romantic little park I’ve ever come across. In Brugge, I danced with an older gentleman playing an accordian, sampled more chocolate than should be tolerated, threw a bottle of beer at a party I wasn’t even invited to, and accidentally found a thrift store and befriended the elderly couple who managed it. I also purchased a watercolor from a local artist and his fiance, both of whom I’m still penpals with to this day. Belgium was quiet, peaceful, and perhaps the most genuinely friendly of countries I’ve wandered.

Netherlands

Another in which I went with my roomie and her boyfriend. We stayed in Amsterdam, and oooh boy there were some moments. At one store, I was mistaken for a local and had a gentleman start talking to me in Dutch. We toured the Jewish Historical Museum; it was the first time I had seen my roomie brought to tears simply by being in a room. There was a carnival in the Red Light District, and we bought a cotton candy that was bigger than our three heads combined. I loved Amsterdam because it was probably one of the most laid-back, cleanest places I have ever seen.

Italy

Spent my birthday in Rome, took a train to Venice. Rome is easily walkable, but be warned that it’s mostly cobblestones and there are a lot of hilly spots; don’t wear shoes you haven’t broken in yet, no matter how cute they are. Don’t take pictures with the guys dressed up; they’ll try to charge you about 5 quid per photo. If you’re craving pizza, there is a tiny, almost invisible pizzeria just across the road from the Spanish Steps. Buy yourself a whole pie; it’s worth the 8 quid. I liked Rome for the mere fact that it felt like a foreign city. It had distinctly contemporary aspects to it, but the orange trees, the heat, the dry air- that was all a new experience for me. I honestly wish I had been there for more than a day. As for Venice- we (my roomie’s bf and me- We scored a deal on Groupon for flights, hotes, train ride for Rome and Venice for two, and we met up with my roomie in Venice with her folks, who had taken her to Florence and Naples) splurged on 1 euro gelato, the best damn apples I have ever found, really bad films- That was just the first night. Our train ride had us sitting across two glorious lads from Brighton- I don’t think they actually had any luggage; their sacks were filled with at least five bottles of wine and half the breakfast buffet. The second day in Venice, we toured the city, moved from our hotel to a private apartment that my roomie’s parents rented, and I discovered the joys of premade toast with nutella, Italian bridal showers, and befriending the local fishermen. The food, the culture, the drinks- well, the wine. I will never do limoncello again in this lifetime. The absynthe in Paris was leagues better, and that’s saying something.- Venice is- There’s something almost mystical about the place. The water trickles all around you, and the wind whispers in old dusty walls. It’s a complete maze, and some corners you turn into have no ending, no life. And’s almost completely walking, which only adds to the whimsy. I- Venice was magical, and I hope I can return to explore on my own before she succumbs to the sea.

Vatican City

Stopped by while in Rome, and I was super disappointed by the hellishly long queue waiting to go into the Chapel. My traveling buddy and I instead opted to explore the mini city within the tiny nation. We found the ATM that has Latin as an option, and played a small round of catch with a young Swiss boy who was there with his grandparents. I feel bad as I don’t really have much feedback on Vatican City, but I can say at least the exterior architecture is ace.

Spain

Oh Spain. Where to begin? Barcelona houses the best gelato out of all the cities I toured (with a small exception to the Gelati Leche I found in Rome, but it still dominates in Vanilla and Chocolate.) The beach is wonderful, the waters were so blue it was almost like looking at the sky again. Our Irish buddy was with us, and it was the first time someone taunted me enough to swim out into the sea deep enough that I could no longer touch the bottom. Again, I always underestimate how much I like being in water, so I didn’t pack a change of clothes that first day. We did do some exploring and some shopping, but the best part after the hours spent on the beach was finding an Italian restaurant that was playing Spice Girls’ music videos in the background, while the owners spoke in French. Spain was the last trip I did while abroad, and the flight home was to Finals Week, and my last week in London. Our flight home brought with it the sunrise over France, knowledge that I was coming to a new chapter of my life, one I still haven’t written yet. But the greatest and most transformative moment came after we had returned.Traffic was fucking shite man. I didn’t get back to school until about halfway through my one history final, so late that I didn’t even go to my room. I hauled ass in with my big backpack, my notes in my free hand, panic written on my face, desperation in my words. Unofrtunately, the professor could not by contract allow me to take the exam. However, in a private meeting later, he asked me to confide what grade I needed to earn full credits back in the States. On account of my earlier performance, he gave me the grade, assured me that I “would have gotten an A anyway; I know you know your history,” and only gave me a brief chiding on poorly timed scheduling.Somehow though, I didn’t mind. I should have been more upset about missing an exam- a Final, no less!- but in comparison to everything I had done that weekend-Spain taught me that sometimes in life, there will be conflicting paths. Both will give you an opportunity, but it’s up to you to decide which one to take. I chose the path that gave me more stories to tell, gave me memories of soft sand and amazing french fries and complimenting strangers over breakfast, gave me a hat and a hand-painted fan that I couldn’t have found anywhere else. I chose to follow my heart, and while I may not have gained the A I wanted for that module, I earned something that can never be replaced.Spain taught me that life is short, and while there are goals you will want to reach, don’t push aside those chances to live a little.In The EndI miss traveling. I want to see more of the US, I want to visit friends and family in Ukraine, Phillipines, Louisiana, Madagascar, Russia, Germany, and Brazil. But for now, I’m here. For now, I’m bettering myself in the small ways. The world is so much bigger and far more wonderful than you could even begin to imagine. I may never see Nepal or Alaska, I might never get a chance to explore the Amazon or wander Kenya. But what I can do is keep collecting each memory, every moment, keep it all close to my heart. Because those little moments?

Those are what make the adventure truly amazing.

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theworldcalls · 6 years

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Westiminster Abbey.

#london #uk #england #westminster abbey #my photo

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freedomtripitaly · 4 years

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La notizia che si sta diffondendo nel mondo in queste ore è a dir poco sorprendente, all’interno del palazzo di Westminster infatti è stata trovata una porta segreta creata per il Re Carlo II d’Inghilterra. Degna dei migliori film gialli la porta segreta trovata tra i corridoi del Palazzo che ospita le due camere dei parlamenti del Regno Unito, risalirebbe al diciassettesimo secolo. Il passaggio, nascosto dietro a un rivestimento ligneo a pareti, secondo le prime ricostruzioni, è stato realizzato nel 1661 in occasione dell’incoronazione di Carlo II. Secondo gli esperti, la porta celata dietro la boiserie è stata costruita per garantire al Re salito al trono una via di fuga in caso di attacchi al palazzo o altre situazioni che potessero mettere in pericolo i membri della famiglia reale. Il passaggio infatti collega gli interni del palazzo di Westiminster ad una stanza isolata dove potersi nascondere. Secondo gli storici, a lavoro sul posto, il corridoio non si interrompeva alla secret room, ma probabilmente concedeva una via di fuga dal palazzo anche se al momento non è possibile risalire a questa possibile uscita. La sorprendete scoperta è stata fatta seguito dell’individuazione di cerniere di due porte di legno dall’altezza di tre metri e mezzo ciascuna. Per risalire alle origini di questo passaggio segreto, gli esperti hanno analizzato il materiale per la costruzione delle porte, questa tecnica di dendrocronologia ha permesso di datare la realizzazione al 1659. La scoperta del passaggio segreto non è la sola ad aver sorpreso il popolo britannico e il mondo intero, all’interno della stanza nascosta infatti sono stati ritrovate delle incisioni risalenti alla seconda metà del 1800, anni in cui l’edificio fu ripristinato a seguito dell’incendio del 1834. Secondo gli storici, la scritta che recita “Questa stanza è stata chiusa da Tom Porter, che era molto affezionato a Ould Ale”, sarebbe stata fatta dagli operai che lavorarono a palazzo per la sua ricostruzione. La famiglia reale così come tutti i cittadini britannici si chiedono quanti segreti ancora nasconda Westminster. Gli storici in questo senso continueranno a lavorare per scoprire quali sorprendenti rivelazioni ci riserva il palazzo che conserva storie di generazioni intere. https://ift.tt/2uR7bnB Westminster: scoperto un passaggio segreto creato per Carlo II d’Inghilterra La notizia che si sta diffondendo nel mondo in queste ore è a dir poco sorprendente, all’interno del palazzo di Westminster infatti è stata trovata una porta segreta creata per il Re Carlo II d’Inghilterra. Degna dei migliori film gialli la porta segreta trovata tra i corridoi del Palazzo che ospita le due camere dei parlamenti del Regno Unito, risalirebbe al diciassettesimo secolo. Il passaggio, nascosto dietro a un rivestimento ligneo a pareti, secondo le prime ricostruzioni, è stato realizzato nel 1661 in occasione dell’incoronazione di Carlo II. Secondo gli esperti, la porta celata dietro la boiserie è stata costruita per garantire al Re salito al trono una via di fuga in caso di attacchi al palazzo o altre situazioni che potessero mettere in pericolo i membri della famiglia reale. Il passaggio infatti collega gli interni del palazzo di Westiminster ad una stanza isolata dove potersi nascondere. Secondo gli storici, a lavoro sul posto, il corridoio non si interrompeva alla secret room, ma probabilmente concedeva una via di fuga dal palazzo anche se al momento non è possibile risalire a questa possibile uscita. La sorprendete scoperta è stata fatta seguito dell’individuazione di cerniere di due porte di legno dall’altezza di tre metri e mezzo ciascuna. Per risalire alle origini di questo passaggio segreto, gli esperti hanno analizzato il materiale per la costruzione delle porte, questa tecnica di dendrocronologia ha permesso di datare la realizzazione al 1659. La scoperta del passaggio segreto non è la sola ad aver sorpreso il popolo britannico e il mondo intero, all’interno della stanza nascosta infatti sono stati ritrovate delle incisioni risalenti alla seconda metà del 1800, anni in cui l’edificio fu ripristinato a seguito dell’incendio del 1834. Secondo gli storici, la scritta che recita “Questa stanza è stata chiusa da Tom Porter, che era molto affezionato a Ould Ale”, sarebbe stata fatta dagli operai che lavorarono a palazzo per la sua ricostruzione. La famiglia reale così come tutti i cittadini britannici si chiedono quanti segreti ancora nasconda Westminster. Gli storici in questo senso continueranno a lavorare per scoprire quali sorprendenti rivelazioni ci riserva il palazzo che conserva storie di generazioni intere. Nel palazzo di Westminster è stato trovato un passaggio segreto creato per il Re Carlo II d’Inghilterra nel diciassettesimo secolo.

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