costumey thoughts
Sep. 25th, 2004 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmMucking about with fabric, my brain just made an obvious connection I should have caught sooner.
We all know about the weird, archaic environment I was brought up in. Part of this involved attending balls and formals, and in the summer the men wore "summer formal" which meant white or cream colored pants with navy blue jackets (preferrably with gold buttons with family insignia on them) and generally bow ties if they were doing it right. Duh. I remember thinking it an odd convention at the time, but _of course_ I have this hard on about men's regency clothing. Aside from it being ornate and cool and all that, it echos, or rather something I recall echos it, an ideal of male refinement I was presented and actually spent a great deal of time around as a girl and young teen.
In the end, Hewitt is responsible for like, everything.
There are so many things I miss about that world, except the part where I didn't belong and no one was playful or kind about what they were. That's the thing about aristocracy, the charity is not kind.
Woah. Anyway. There's so much to write about in that life, that's not the Less Than Zero or Paris Hilton part of that world. But I'm not sure I'll ever know how.
In other news, I clearly need a sewing box, because I just bought new needles, but can I find them....? no.
We all know about the weird, archaic environment I was brought up in. Part of this involved attending balls and formals, and in the summer the men wore "summer formal" which meant white or cream colored pants with navy blue jackets (preferrably with gold buttons with family insignia on them) and generally bow ties if they were doing it right. Duh. I remember thinking it an odd convention at the time, but _of course_ I have this hard on about men's regency clothing. Aside from it being ornate and cool and all that, it echos, or rather something I recall echos it, an ideal of male refinement I was presented and actually spent a great deal of time around as a girl and young teen.
In the end, Hewitt is responsible for like, everything.
There are so many things I miss about that world, except the part where I didn't belong and no one was playful or kind about what they were. That's the thing about aristocracy, the charity is not kind.
Woah. Anyway. There's so much to write about in that life, that's not the Less Than Zero or Paris Hilton part of that world. But I'm not sure I'll ever know how.
In other news, I clearly need a sewing box, because I just bought new needles, but can I find them....? no.
