The Late Riser by William Herman Rau, C.1900 .
M o N i g h e a n D o n n …
[I have been l o n g i n g to say that to you.]
Ollivier Henry, « Grand habit », d’inspiration habit de cour du XVIIIe siècle, 2011.
"When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I’d have no doubt. And I didn’t. When I woke in the dark under that tree on the road to Leoch, with you sitting on my chest, cursing me for bleeding to death, I said to myself, ‘Jamie Fraser, for all ye canna see what she looks like, and for all she weighs as much as a good draft horse, this is the woman.’”
"They belonged to my mother, and now they belong to my w i f e."
Summer night on Coney Island, 1949. By Phil Greitzer.
“Looking down, I could see it was a string of small baroque pearls, those irregularly shaped productions of freshwater mussels, interspersed with tiny pierced-work gold roundels. Smaller pearls dangled from the gold beads.”
1920’s style hanbok, from the National Museum Hanbok Fashion Show.