千と千尋の神隠しSpirited Away Art - Dir. Hayao Miyazaki (2001)
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Following up to this post, here’s a fantastic look at Victorian “fancy dress balls”–they were all the rage at the time, but really picked up in the later half of the century where the focus was more on self-expression than hiding oneself, as was the case at 18th-century masquerades (Phantom hearkens back to this earlier tradition, but the idea of a masquerade hiding one’s true identity also works perfectly for its theatrical setting).
Here are some wackier costumes from fancy dress balls. I’m in love with this one:
And look! A bee!
Here’s a fashion plate with some costume ideas from across the centuries (and of course, we wouldn’t be in the Victorian era if there weren’t a bit of tone-deaf cultural appropriation with the Native American costume.):
It was actually common for women to wear shorter skirts at these balls so they could show off their fabulous boots (as you see above, and as is the case with Christine’s stage version of the Star Princess dress):
Depending on your host, masks of all kinds were welcome, so you were free to be as unsettlingly disturbing as you wanted while you lounged by the punch bowl and made rabbit eyes at the eligible young heiress whose hand in marriage comes with fifty thousand pounds a year and a lifetime of resentment because women’s rights didn’t exist yet:
Suppose you can’t make it to the most fashionable balls London or Paris this season. If it’s 1883 and you are Mrs. Cornelius Vanderbilt and happen to have $6 million of disposable income at your fingertips, why not throw your own fancy dress ball for New York City’s elite (and spend millions on champagne alone)? And why don’t you one-up every single one of your guests by dressing as that most wondrous of new inventions, Edison’s electric light? I defy the Rockefellers to steal your spotlight when the spotlight in question could very easily electrocute them.
Like flowers? Of course you do. Like spring? Oh, my God, do you ever. Like pretending you’re but a mere shepherdess, giggling and flouncing away from the advances of the blacksmith’s apprentice? GOOD LORD, YES. Like the 18th century? HELL YES, OH MAN, GIMME THAT ROCOCO SPRING FLOWER EXPLOSION:
BUT WAIT! You’re not gonna let that Rococo Spring Flower Explosion HARLOT flounce away with your suitor, are you? HELL NO, YOU ARE NOT. Which is why you are prepared to send her running dressed as a GORGEOUS FREAKING BUTTERFLY:
But where would a butterfly be without a lovely flower upon which to perch? Enter your secret lesbian lover, the Rose:
Or, if you’re uncomfortable with NOT being the center of attention every waking moment, you could just pull the equivalent of one-upping the bride at a wedding by wearing white and come dressed as the DAMN SUN:
But maybe you’re more of the goth persuasion. Might I suggest a tasteful sorceress?
A dainty Batman ensemble to match your wife’s delicate moth angel gown?
Vampire mistress of the night, perhaps?
Actually, bat motifs were an extremely popular costume option, not just in the 19th century, but also at 18th century balls:
But if it’s 1880 and you want to carry on grandma’s bat tradition, this might be a more modern take on a pocket-sized blood-sucking demon:
You are so thrilled to attend the costume ball like the goth nightmare you are, you can hardly contain your enthusiasm:
Here is a tastefully acceptable take on Satan. Might I sample your punch, Mrs. Higgenbottom, before I make away with your soul?
“Oh, I do so love your seagull gown.”
“Oh, why thank you, my dear friend!”
“But I’ve not the slightest idea what I shall wear to the ball!”
“Why, Constance, it is a simple matter of identifying something near and dear to your heart and then adapting it into a suitable costume. I, for example, find solace in the sea, particularly in the birds of the sea, and most particularly when they nose-dive into and defecate upon the boat, shrieking like banshees in heat. Hence, the seagulls adorning my gown. What do you like the very most, Constance?”
Or, maybe you’re just a shameless ho and don’t give a brass farthing about showing your ankles, your calves, your thighs, or your hoo-ha at the Embassy Ball, in which case, blaze it:
novel about a morally grey pirate captain who is cursed to die within 5 years for stealing some forbidden treasure, and only giving her heart to someone and expecting nothing back can break the curse
but rather than go on some journey to find some true love or whatever, she decides to use her last years to travel the seas with her crew and collect treasure and drink and be merry
and on the day of reckoning, she is falling more and more ill, and her crew gather all around her to say goodbye to their captain when suddenly the curse is broken. because she gave her whole heart to her ship and her crew, and expected nothing back.
Oh oh oh oh oh yessssssssssss please
Stop thinking: “I’m not talented enough to execute this concept.”
Start thinking: “I’m going to be a stronger artist when I’ve finished this piece.”
This is a fixed mindset vs. a growth mindset.
Your abilities are not static, and any challenges you have, anything that turns out different from how you imagined, is not evidence of failure, just a struggle towards improvement.
some things Brazil’s probable president has said
“I had 4 children, all men. The fifth time i weakened a bit and had a girl.”
“I’d rather my son die in an accident than to be seen with a guy out there.”
“To have a gay son/daughter is to lack beating them.” (domestic violence, much?)
“Mr. Candidate, how would you react if your son started dating a black woman?” (on racism) “They wouldn’t. They’re well educated.”
“I won’t rape you because you don’t deserve it. You’re too ugly to be raped. I’m not a rapist, but if I were, I wouldn’t rape you because you don’t deserve it.”
“Afrodescendants are no use, even for procreation. More than $1 Billion is spent on them per year.”
“Your son starts turning a bit gay, you beat him up a bit, he changes his behavior. Am I right? I’ve heard from some people that they’re glad their fathers taught them to be a man.”
“The dictatorship’s mistake was to torture, and not to kill.” (on Brazil’s 1964 Militar Dictatorship, which killed and tortured all people - from men to children and pregnant women)
“I’m favorable to torture, you know.”
“I won’t discriminate, but if I see two gays kissing on the street, I will beat them up.”
(on adoption by gay couples) “90% of those adopted kids will turn gay and turn to prostitution for sure.”
“I’m suffering heterosexual discrimination.”
and many, many others. Please don’t let this man become president. If he does… I don’t know what will be of this country.
Oh my God?! Yo, what’s going on Brazil? I’m scared for y'all. Please tell me this man’s chances of winning are low.
We are dealing with Trump over here in the US. Don’t make the same mistake the American people over here made.
I’ll also be praying to make sure Russia doesn’t interfere in your election process like they did with our election.
if nothing happens, his chances are really high, unfortunately. people have a blind hatred for the opposition’s party and would vote for satan himself to “take PT out of the presidency”
our last hope is that he gets kicked out of the elections because of illegal advertising and spreading fake news (he is being judged for that in three days, I think)
He just won! This country is majorly black, female and gay! What a sad moment, I am genuinely scared for my life.
Interiors of Malplaquet House in Stepney, built in 1742. It was home to a succession of small businesses throughout the 19th century, and uninhabited for most of the 20th. In 1998, it was bought by Tim Knox (then director of Sir John Soane’s Museum) and landscape gardener Todd Longstaffe-Gowan. They restored the house and filled it with their extraordinary collection of objets d'art, busts, sculptures, paintings, taxidermy, antique furniture, and religious ornaments.