Wednesday, November 29, 2017

A Rumour with a View: Meghan and Harry's Marital Home?

I've said on this blog many a time that I'm not a wedding person (I love marriage, though!), but I've got a case of wedding fever over Meghan Markle's impending nuptials to Prince Harry.

I'm mentally assembling the ingredients for my May trifle, which I'll serve to my students, and which I've made only once before, for Kate Middleton and Prince William's wedding.

But at the risk of getting ahead of the wedding party, today I'm thinking about the "news" that the young couple may have purchased Luckington Court, a home in the Cotswalds. This home has a cinematic lineage, as it was home to the Bennets in the 1995 Pride and Prejudice TV series.

I'll be teaching a class on Jane Austen in a couple of months, and might take a virtual visit to Longbourne (oops--Luckington) then.

Until then, isn't it a truth universally acknowledged, that a young couple in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a house?

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Fiona: Hippo Prima Ballerina

Long-time readers will know that I adore English bulldogs. Mr. C and I had two--Marilla and Bossy--for ten years each, and loved every minute with them.

It should come as no surprise, then, that I am equally smitten with the bulldog of the water: the hippo. Or more specifically, Fiona.

Yes: I've followed her birth and development every step along the way, and have loved seeing how gracefully she moves in the water. My first thought was to the Disney ballerina hippo (whom the NYT takes to task here), but I realized that there's an even more timely hippo dancer.

In a complete coincidence, about a week or so after Fiona was born on January 24, 2017, Lincoln Center mounted its own hippo ballerina, on temporary display, resplendant in her Degas-esque tutu and eyelashes. The Danish sculptor Bjørn Okholm Skarrup made her.

I have my own 6-foot ballerina getting ready for this year's Nutcracker performance, and it would be lovely to see her dance alongside Fiona. There is some footage of Fiona twirling in the water set to classical music on the Cincinnati Zoo's Fiona Updates blog on October 26, 2017. You'll have to scroll: I couldn't figure out how to embed the video here without linking to my own Twitter account.

Monday, November 27, 2017

Royal News

I am so very delighted for this couple.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Erdem's Erb-so-lute-ly Awesome Sweater

I missed the debut of the absolutely fabulous Erdem/H&M collaboration, but I would absolutely consider tracking down this mohair Icelandic-inspired sweater.

To be styled with a long floral skirt, Doc Martens, and triple-topknot, bien sur.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Windowpane Checks at Lismore Castle

While on the east coast of Ireland this summer, we took an afternoon drive to Lismore Castle, Co. Waterford, Irish home of the duke of Devonshire, and variously Deborah Mitford, Adele Astaire, and Kathleen (Kick) Kennedy. Peregrine Cavendish (I know!) is the 12th duke of Devonshire.

To reach the castle and gardens we climbed up a stone tower, walked through an enclosed bridge, and were deposited on the upper level of the grounds, into a beautiful garden with sculptures seemingly planted throughout.

The top image is of a little window from the bridge. I loved the windowpanes and felt that I would be right at home in the tower; no castle necessary.

The tower/sentry is below. One enters through the right, climbs up to the window level and walks across.

Remembering those Lismore sentry/tower windowpanes, I wondered what Miss Cavendish would wear in her tower.

And Valentino did not disappoint.

I'd wear this windowpane dress:

The back is as pretty as the front. And are those pomo Ghillies she's wearing?

If there's a breeze, I'd add this windowpane jacket:

It also has a lovely back view. 

And if I ever tired of my tower home, I could always venture out in the garden, toward the castle . . .

. . . to say hello to the sculpture trying not to be noticed in the avenue of trees. 

I'd try not to annoy him, though. I wouldn't want to be a pain.

(all photos mine, except those of the clothes!)

Friday, November 24, 2017

Harp, She Wored

OK: these are not harpsichords, but returning gentle readers will know that I can't resist a pun once its taken hold of me.

They are lyres, from Gucci, and I think that they make the loveliest hair ornaments.

I did see a couple of harps this summer, while in Dublin. Our family of five had taken a train from Galway to Heuston Station, and were having difficulty finding a cab to fit us all, so we decided to walk to our accommodations, some 20 minutes away.

I am directionally challenged, so I started us out walking west instead of east, which added a good 20 minutes to our walk, and took us on a path that really was not suitable for rolling luggage and uncertain travelers.

We crossed a freeway, made twists and turns on tiny, tiny sidewalks, went up and down hills, and were relieved to see something we recognized: the Guinness Storehouse. Then as we trudged along further we saw the Arthur Guinness house and then Arthur's Pub. I'm not sure of the order of those last two, as my thoughts were focused on getting us to our apartment.

The next day, after feeling refreshed, we walked to Trinity College, where we saw the original Guinness harp, the Brian Boru's harp.

And full disclosure: I did not take these photos in Dublin. I was too focused on locating our accommodations and my hands were too blistered from lugging, well, luggage, to stop for a photo. I do have photos of the harp, but the Long Room was crowded that day and there are people surrounding the case. I'm no lyre.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Interlude . . .

to be continued  . . .