british era

“When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.”

Stevie Nicks.

He’s really created a tapestry of self, which I think is what was so jarring about comparing “Sign of the Times” to everything else: I think you — or maybe it’s just me — inherently want to listen to an artist’s solo debut and “get” them. Like the way Brodie explains how Zayn very overtly distinguished himself as a particular brand of artist, or the way you know exactly what you’ll get on a Drake mixtape. But Harry’s album is almost the musical equivalent of, “Hey, come see my room!” when you make a new friend in high school or college. Like, “Come see all the things I like! Look at my records! Do you like my posters? Look at this sick lamp!” And to that end, Harry Styles is a very bold and brave declaration: He’s not hiding what he likes or who he is or what he wants us to know about him. He loves arena rock and he loves classic rock and Britpop and he likes ’00s-era British indie. He’s not a snob, and while I think we all already knew that, it’s exciting to see that inclusive approach applied to his solo star cotillion.

Stereoview scene of a group drinking tea in a room probably in a photography studio, British, c. 1860′s/1870′s.

Source: Rijksmuseum.


Princess Charlotte of Wales and Prince Leopold of Saxe-Coburg, were married on this day, May 2nd, in 1816.

Princess Charlotte was, at the time, the only legitimate grandchild of George III. She was the daughter of the Prince of Wales (The future George IV) and his long estranged wife, Caroline of Brunswick. Prince Leopold had been her choice of a groom; her father had been pushing her to marry William, Prince of Orange. Charlotte said of Leopold before their marriage that:

I find him charming, and go to bed happier than I have ever done yet in my life … I am certainly a very fortunate creature, & have to bless God. A Princess never, I believe, set out in life (or married) with such prospects of happiness, real domestic ones like other people.

The couple were married at 9 o'clock at night, inside the Crimson Drawing Room at Carlton House. Leopold dressed as a British General, and Charlotte wore a delicate silver empire style gown, decorated with silver embroidery.

The couple were devoted to one another, with Leopold proving to be a calming influence on the wild and rambunctious Charlotte. Sadly, their happiness was not to last long. After suffering a miscarriage early in the marriage, Charlotte died giving birth to a stillborn son, on November 5th, 1817.