. . . of philosophes and kings
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centuriespast: Jacques de Livron Joachim de la Tour de la Casa Martinez de Pasqually was born in c. 1727 in Grenoble, France, and died in 1774 in Saint-Domingue while dealing with profane business. Martinez de Pasqually was active in Masonic organisations throughout France from the age of 28 onwards. In 1765 he established the Ordre des Chevelier Maçons Élus Cohen de L’Univers (Order of Knight-Masons Elect Priests of the Universe), which functioned as a regular Masonic obedience in France.

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Jacques de Livron Joachim de la Tour de la Casa Martinez de Pasqually was born in c. 1727 in Grenoble, France, and died in 1774 in Saint-Domingue while dealing with profane business. Martinez de Pasqually was active in Masonic organisations throughout France from the age of 28 onwards. In 1765 he established the Ordre des Chevelier Maçons Élus Cohen de L’Univers (Order of Knight-Masons Elect Priests of the Universe), which functioned as a regular Masonic obedience in France.

regencyera: historicalfashion: The Mollien Sisters by Rouget from 1811.

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The Mollien Sisters by Rouget from 1811.

In speaking to ladies of title, do not say “my lady,” it being only proper for servants and tradespeople so to do; you may occasionally say “your ladyship,” as it shows that you are aware of their claim to the distinction.
from “Etiquette and the Usages of Society” by Charles William Day (via regencyera)
regencyera: fuckyeahregency: White’s Club. “In 1778 it moved to 37-38 St James, on the east side of the street. From 1783 it was the unofficial headquarters of the Tory party, The Whigs’ Brooks’s club was just down the road. A few apolitical and affable gentlemen managed to belong to both. The new architecture featured a bow window on the ground floor. In the later 18th century, the table directly in front of it became a seat of privilege, the throne of the most socially influential men in the club. This belonged to the arbiter elegantiarum, Beau Brummell, until he removed to the Continent in 1816, when Lord Alvanley took the place of honour. It was here that Alvanley bet with a friend £3,000 as to which of two raindrops would first reach the bottom of a pane of the bow window. This was not the most eccentric bet in White’s famous betting book. Some of those entries were on sports, but more often on political developments, especially during the chaotic years of the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars. A good many were social bets, such as whether a friend would marry this year, or whom.” The place where we can find our regency men - the dashing heroes and brooding villains and charming rakes. Had you been born in this era and married a viscount at the very least, this would be the first place to look for your husband during daytime. If he were the kind that preferred anything physical, try Gentleman Jackson’s instead. Don’t worry, we’ll come to that later - when I am done with some mini research. And I would like to add that this club had restricted admission and its greatest rival was - surprise, surprise - the Brooke’s. What else is there?

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fuckyeahregency:

White’s Club.

“In 1778 it moved to 37-38 St James, on the east side of the street. From 1783 it was the unofficial headquarters of the Tory party, The Whigs’ Brooks’s club was just down the road. A few apolitical and affable gentlemen managed to belong to both. The new architecture featured a bow window on the ground floor. In the later 18th century, the table directly in front of it became a seat of privilege, the throne of the most socially influential men in the club. This belonged to the arbiter elegantiarum, Beau Brummell, until he removed to the Continent in 1816, when Lord Alvanley took the place of honour. It was here that Alvanley bet with a friend £3,000 as to which of two raindrops would first reach the bottom of a pane of the bow window.

This was not the most eccentric bet in White’s famous betting book. Some of those entries were on sports, but more often on political developments, especially during the chaotic years of the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars. A good many were social bets, such as whether a friend would marry this year, or whom.”

The place where we can find our regency men - the dashing heroes and brooding villains and charming rakes. Had you been born in this era and married a viscount at the very least, this would be the first place to look for your husband during daytime.

If he were the kind that preferred anything physical, try Gentleman Jackson’s instead. Don’t worry, we’ll come to that later - when I am done with some mini research.

And I would like to add that this club had restricted admission and its greatest rival was - surprise, surprise - the Brooke’s.

What else is there?

regencyera: historicalfashion: I found some time to get away and upload a few more pictures for today! This is a walking dress from May 1820. It is so pretty! I love the detailing on the shoulders. From the NYPL Database.

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I found some time to get away and upload a few more pictures for today! This is a walking dress from May 1820. It is so pretty! I love the detailing on the shoulders. From the NYPL Database.

regencyera: Regency Dreams 05 (via Diogioscuro) Original description: A Regency-style shower, where the footman pours the heated water into a tub with perforated holes.Not much privacy taking a shower in those days. But then, with the right footman around, you might not want a lot of privacy… That is one gorgeous behind bath shower. Although I’d rather have proper piping and plumbing. I do not know which one is more tormenting (or humiliating): having seen naked or seeing your master naked. But then again, it was a norm.

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Regency Dreams 05 (via Diogioscuro)

Original description:

A Regency-style shower, where the footman pours the heated water into a tub with perforated holes.

Not much privacy taking a shower in those days. But then, with the right footman around, you might not want a lot of privacy…

That is one gorgeous behind bath shower. Although I’d rather have proper piping and plumbing.

I do not know which one is more tormenting (or humiliating): having seen naked or seeing your master naked. But then again, it was a norm.

how to perfume a linen

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Take dried rose leaves, cloves and mace beaten to a powder, with a very small proportion of bay salt; sew it up in little bags.

You may add a few grains of musk if you please.

- source

regencyera: A pair of regency period bergere chairs. Original description: These chairs, designed for stylish luxury during the exuberant Regency period, show the developing vogue for fashionable yet comfortable furnishings. The arms emerge from scrolling foliage, finishing with an inlaid medallion and the legs have bold reeding and finely chased brass castors. The chairs finished with a faux rosewood effect. English, Circa 1825.

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A pair of regency period bergere chairs.

Original description: These chairs, designed for stylish luxury during the exuberant Regency period, show the developing vogue for fashionable yet comfortable furnishings. The arms emerge from scrolling foliage, finishing with an inlaid medallion and the legs have bold reeding and finely chased brass castors. The chairs finished with a faux rosewood effect.

English, Circa 1825.

regencyera: Marcia B. Fox by Sir [Henry] William Beechey, a British portrait painter (12 December 1753 – 28 January 1839). To my absolute fascination and horror, this beautiful portrait is also the very same portrait that has been zombiefied. I am at loss for I haven’t read the book yet, so I am not sure whether to love or hate it. To have both Jane and Sir William rolling in their graves - what a sight.

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Marcia B. Fox by Sir [Henry] William Beechey, a British portrait painter (12 December 1753 – 28 January 1839).

To my absolute fascination and horror, this beautiful portrait is also the very same portrait that has been zombiefied.

I am at loss for I haven’t read the book yet, so I am not sure whether to love or hate it. To have both Jane and Sir William rolling in their graves - what a sight.