Thursday, February 11, 2010
I'm having a Violet Trefusis moment. For a change. I know, I know, I'm always wishing I were Violet, at least in the mad, bad, intoxicatingly beautiful heiress sense, that is, not the wicked, philandering, lesbian sense.
Fact is I don't really want to be Violet, unhappily hitched as she was to a man she didn't love and trying to stifle a raging passion for a woman she could never have. No, I think I'll pass on all that. But her clothes, yes please.
I'm a 20s type if it's possible to be such a thing - a fan of drop waists and bugle beads and cloches and peacock feathers. Yes, I love the sleeveless silk shifts and the ruffled flapper dresses with their straight-up-and-down silhouettes (a pox on corsets!) that were all the rage in Violet's time. I love the boldly raised hemlines that spoke of liberation. And I love the decadent flavour that pervaded the era when Violet and her lover Vita Sackville-West thought, We're doing exactly what we want to do, and no-one can stop us!
Oh, and I totally love that Violet had her priorities right - shop first, worry later. Her most famous quote: "I don't like museums; there's nothing to buy." Atta girl Trefusis! I'm dressing Violet all this week.
Posted by Mrs Press at 5:00 AM