A Marie Antoinette Ball!
by Princess Lenska »
I would like to find out how many members of this forum would be interested in a ,"Marie Antoinette Ball," where we could meet and wear period costumes and dance and listen to music that she loved in an atmosphere that will send us back in time. It could even be planned as a weekend event for those that live any distance from where I would arrange to conduct the Ball, which will be either New York or Texas.
Let me know what you think and I would be pleased to hear any ideas anyone may offer. The Queen of the Rose
Lover of all that's beautiful--Princess Lenska
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See what I mean? There it was; just laying there waiting for me. Like Divine Intervention. Like it was all planned out.
Let me explain..uh oh; this could be trouble. Anyway, I was a bit PO'd by what happened with my 'Touching the Queen' post so I decided to look for another forum where my inappropriate comments would be better understood and appreciated. Lo and behold a forum about the French revolution jumped out at me. It looked extremely well done with categories applicable to not only the monarchy, but also 18th century French art, literature, and so on (I've probably put half of you to sleep by now. Well, WAKE UP!! HERE COMES THE GOOD PART!)As with most websites, you have to join before you get a complete picture of things. So I joined.
I was in the middle of typing a brief introduction that they asked for when the Princesse de Lamballe interrupted me (they have 'chat' capabilities) and told me I needed to choose a name from the Bourbon monarchy as my user name. Well I hate stuff like that; too cute and I HATE cute. Well, just to make Her Royal Highness happy, I chose Artois (Louis the XVI's younger brother's name)"Oh, hmmm, OK" came the luke-warm reply.
I was checking the membership which totals 386 world-wide when the Countess de Noailles jumped in to ask me about the 'Marie Antoinette Ball'. I told her that I couldn't attend (Where would I find satin knickers, a ruffled shirt and a lace handkerchief to wave about with red high heels?)"Oh, don't say 'no' yet," she implored. "Last year's Empress Maria Theresa brunch was fabulous. You'll LOVE it! And don't tell me you haven't a thing to wear. I can lend you something, providing you're not all muscle-y." I was about to give her my list of 700 rasons why I won't go to the Ball when she said she'd send me some photos of the brunch.
HRH the Princess de Lamballe looked like Ernest Borgnine in drag;
and the Countess looked like Roseannn Barr on a good day. But she wasn't a Roseann; she was a Roscoe. If I had the sequin concession for either event I'd be a rich man. Madame Royale's chest hair covered the diamond and emerald necklace he wore; somebody should teach the Duchess of St. Denis how to sit properly. He had one leg east and one west with the skirt of his pink alencon lace gown above his knees and 'Calvin Klein' visible on his jockey shorts.
So, you see, it's not my fault. It just happens. Really.
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