At Epsom on Derby Day, Galton scrutinized through an opera glass the "sheet of faces" in the stands opposite, thinking "what a capital idea it afforded of the average tint of the complexion of the British upper classes."
"In the Name of Eugenics: Genetics and the Uses of Human Heredity" - Daniel J. Kevles
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you go lanyon, be a dramatic bastard
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Attending theatrical premieres was a characteristic habit of the aristocracy of the 19th century. The artists of the imperial theaters enjoyed great respect and sometimes even the patronage of the Romanovs. On the occasion of various memorable dates, they traditionally received precious gifts from the monarchs.
While in the theater, the noble public could not only enjoy the performance, but also discuss the latest news and make important contacts. Therefore, visiting theaters, especially imperial ones, was the same social event as a ball or an official reception. Going to the theater, like going out into society, meant observing certain rules of etiquette regarding clothing and accessories. Thus, the lady’s outfit had to be quite restrained, but complemented with jewelry and elegant accessories, such as theater binoculars by Faberge.
These diamond-studded pink enamel theater binoculars can be admired as a tour de force in their own right, especially when held up to the wearer's face during a theater performance. In this work we see the richness of decor in the Rococo style characteristic of the Faberge master Mikhail Perkhin. 1898-1903
Source - Faberge Museum
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Hark! Ill tidings, the first blood has been spilled in Valinor! Finwë, first king of the Ñoldor, who led his people to Aman, has been murdered! Melkor has slain Lord Finwë and stolen the Silmarils of the House of Fëanor!
There has been unrest in Valinor as of late, and now this! Fëanor, first son of Finwë has given a rousing, blood-stirring speech, and made a vow to destroy Morgoth, avenging his father and retrieving his Silmarils. With the silmarils, the Eldar may hold the light of the trees themselves and reside in peace, without the oversight of the Valar who failed to prevent it. Valinor is no longer safe, says he, and the Valar not fit to rule over the Eldar. He invites all who so desire to follow him into the East, to middle-earth, to seek freedom and safety, and to destroy Morgoth.
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How is a man to foresee what the Fates have in store for him? How can he predict when his world is to change? Of ever abandoning that lonely bachelor's existence to which I had long-ago grown accustomed, I harbored not a single hope—and then, as if by one thoughtless snip of a shear, I discovered myself no longer a bachelor. Sixty years I had spent in lack of the honest company of a woman and suddenly she was everywhere, in every thought, every action, every desire: I could see nothing past Sophia. Thus the warnings went unheeded, only spiders in dark corners, darting out where they cannot be seen, secrets concealing themselves in the shapes of other things; rarely do those Sisters cut their lines in absolutes. It is the slow unraveling of a thread by which the red strings shorten. But heat makes men mad, and summer is a mad season; despite my attempts to ignore them, the ghosts of Erik’s unsavory history crept up with the rising temperatures. Such specters, I have found, are not so easy to put to rest. The attempt to do so comes too late.
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18+ / Very Explicit / EC, EOC, E++ / 50K
Pre to post-Leroux canon. General tags: Gothic, Horror, Drama, Romance, Historical Fiction.
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Leather skirt by West Coast Leather, leopard mock neck top by Boston Proper, fingerless leather opera gloves by Bohemia RZ, sunglasses by Ray-Ban, and chain detail over the knee boots by Venus.
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