One thing always puzzled me about this photo. It was not me mugging it up by making a Groucho Marx mustache out of Madame's head piece, nor was it Madame's regal pose, and no surprise was Baroness's haughty, "I-can't-be-bothered" expression. It was, is, and always will be: Who the fuck is the Serbian soldier with the flowers?
posted by Alexis du Bois @ 8:27 PM
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Yes, my thoughts exactly: Who the fuck IS the Serbian soldier with the flowers? (I always was one for the philosophical) :)
Mrs. A .. i'm positive it's Gavrilo Princip, the Serbian anarchist that assasinated cousin Archduke Ferdinand and started WWI...obviously he had infiltrated your palace...sigh, ah the loss, so many thrones, so many kingdoms...
Ray, only, only you would know Gavrilo Princip. And, you are right; I narrowly escaped yet another assination attempt (there was a pistol in the flowers. There have been so many since my moving into The Palace. A countess can't just stroll along the ocean front anymore. Look what happened to Elizabeth of Austria.
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I lovve you, Jesse. That is wonderful, although I have an issue with those "performances". You see, I love the line "Where Society Began", because it REALLY did there. But the whole play about it being a happening spot in The Roaring Twenties is so off key; The Mrs. Astor died long before the twenties and the real parties were at Rosecliff just down Belvue Avenue. Mrs. Astor would have been appalled (the way I am) by salacious behavior.
(A)Did society really begin there??? ;)
and
(B) Hmmm I never knew you were offended by salacious behavior before!!! ;)
Jesse:
A) Yes, Mrs. Astor invented "The 400" (the number of Society people she deemed acceptable and the number that could fit in her ballroom. Gotta love her.) Therefore society began with her.
B) I must have suffering from temporary insanity to say something like that. I live for the gutter.
It's a pity what happened to her son aboard the Titanic :( (Now I don't remember *that* from the movie!!!) ;)
That was her nephew, actually, but I love you even more for knowing that. J.J.Astor III gave up his seat while attending to his pregnant wife on The Titanic. As an interesting fact of history, his was one of the very few (frozen) bodies recovered by The Carpathia. He must have a lot to drink the night before!
I love you, Jesse (leave that Ian behind!)
Carlos - The Solider is an Enigma...but all pictures are the sum of their parts - it wouldn't be "nothing" without him, the photo would just be "something else" :)
Uncle Alexis - I do digress, I guess I got my history wrong! I know The Mrs. Astor would never put up with such mistakes, I appologize! That is a shame about his frozen body on the Carpathia. What kind of liquor do you think he imbibed to help preserve his body in that state (besides the frigid waters of course, haha). We should bring that drink back and sell it as a special concoction at Palace. Concotion has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? J.J. Astor III would most certainly be proud?! :)
LOVE ALWAYS,
Jesse :)
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In a word: "Whiskey", the drug of the upper class, back then.
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