lady vernon


Love & Friendship (2016) directed by Whit Stillman

Summary: Beautiful young widow Lady Susan Vernon visits to the estate of her in-laws to wait out the colourful rumours about her dalliances circulating through polite society. Whilst ensconced there, she decides to secure a husband for herself and a future for her eligible but reluctant daughter, Frederica. In doing so she attracts the simultaneous attentions of the young, handsome Reginald DeCourcy, the rich and silly Sir James Martin and the divinely handsome, but married, Lord Manwaring, complicating matters severely.

anonymous asked:

The fat ladys one thing but vernon and dudley were overweight as a physical representation of the life of over indulgence and privilege they lead whilst harry starves in a cupboard. Its a direct and deliberate choice to draw a comparison. And no, im not saying all overweight people are over indugent before someone says that. But that's why they are overweight.

Yeah, but you’ve still got to think of the implications of having the Bad Fat People and the Good Not Fat Person. You can show that the Dursleys were abusing Harry without drawing so much attention to Dudley and Vernon’s weight. Hell, Petunia isn’t overweight, and she’s just as much of an abuser as her husband.

It comes down to the way it is described in the book. Dudley at one point is said to be the size of a small killer whale - that’s not to draw a comparison between him and poor malnourished Harry though, that’s just there as a joke. The purpose of the statement is to make the audience laugh and side against Dudley and to sympathise with Harry more. I think this happened in book 4 as well, which means that, by this point, the reader knows that the Dursleys are abusive, they know the whole situation. What point is there to be made, other than ‘ha ha fat kid’?

Hell, look at different portrayals of Dudley across the books. In book one, Hagrid calls him a pig and gives him a pig’s tail, because he was eating Harry’s cake. That’s a fat joke, supposed to be punishing Dudley for being fat. If it was punishing him for stealing, why fall on the ‘pig’ thing? It’s supposed to be karmic, ‘you ate this you pig I’m gonna turn you into a pig’ but there are other things Hagrid could have done there that didn’t highlight Dudley’s weight. In book four, the whole ‘Ton-Tongue Toffee’ incident happens because Dudley can’t restrain himself from eating the sweets that are poured out on the floor. Ha ha. Hilarious. Fat kid can’t stop eating. Good joke.

Actually, come to think of it, Dudley gets the brunt of this, doesn’t he? There’s plenty of ways that the narrative can punish Dudley for his shitty behaviour, but apparently fat-shaming is the easiest one it comes up with. Because he’s fat, guys. It’s a hilarious joke when he has to be put on a special diet to help him lose weight. 

Like, don’t think any of this is condoning the Dursleys for being abusive. They are terrible guardians, and Harry deserves a hell of a lot better. But the narrative can show that without making them into Bad Fat People Who Are Fat And Eat A Lot, and without making Dudley in particular the butt of fat jokes throughout the books.

Day 5: favorite camper (excluding Lili and Raz)

I kind of really love Vernon. His story about the lungfish, asylum, and Dracula is one of my favorite little things in the background of this game. The other kids are great too, but Vernon’s stories get me. So I imagine when he gets home and takes another long walk with Lady that he’d tell her all about the exciting things that happened at Whispering Rock… and… really a lot of the dull things too.

The Prankster and the Criminal (Part VII)

You’re eyes flickered between Bender and Vernon. This was getting interesting, you had to admit. You wondered what exactly Bender had planned, because surely he did have a plan, after all, he seemed pretty confident about the whole ordeal, and you doubted he would do something without some sort of plan, even if was half concocted. Vernon though, seemed really pissed about the stupid door, it was a few screws after all, he could have maintenance fix it by Monday, so what was the big deal.Vernon demanded that Bender give him the screws however. 

The princess turned around in her seat and looked at Vernon, “Excuse me sir, why would anybody want to steal a screw?” She asked. You might not have liked Claire, but she was starting to really show you that she wasn’t all that bad. While she wasn’t your favorite person, she couldn’t be as horrible as you thought if she was willing to lie for Bender, even if she think he was some sort of loser. You were actually shocked to see her helping, as you were generally good at picking up on people’s personalities, and you had thought that she would be a lot more uptight about this. 

“Watch it young lady.” Vernon said before making his way to the door. While your eyes were on him, you still saw Claire give Bender a nasty look. Maybe you had spoken to soon, maybe she was a bitch, and she was just helping for her own personal reasons. You felt a smirk come to your face however as Vernon opened the door and inspected it, letting go and stopping it as it moved to close a few times, as if there was some hidden magic to the door. He wasn’t going to fix it without screws, so you didn’t know what he was planning to do. Of course it soon became clear when he made to grab a fold up chair.

This man was a higher-up in your school. This idiotic man, who thought he was going to keep the heavy wooden door open with a folding chair. How did he even get his job? “Yeah, that’s a brilliant idea.” You said loudly enough for Vernon to hear, sarcasm seeping in your words.Of course Vernon ignored you, and moved the chair over the door anyway. This guy. 

“The door’s way to heavy, sir,” Bender said, as Vernon positioned the chair in the middle of the door way. You looked over at Bender and smirked. Dispute his annoyance with Vernon, he smirked back at you and shook his head. You rested your chin in the palm of your hand as you watched Vernon struggle with the chair and the door, before looking triumphantly on his work and letting the door go, only to have the chair go flying as the weigh of the door pushed against it. The idiocy of this man was so pitiful it was funny.

Vernon could be heard cursing behind the door. “And he’s our Vice Principal.” You muttered after everyone stopped laughing, getting a few more snickers. You looked over at Bender next to you and winked. He smiled, but his attention was drawn to the door as Vernon stepped through with his hands on his hips looking like an utter buffoon.

The Vice Principal surveyed the room, seemingly trying to think of a plan, before his eyes locked onto the jock who sat in the row in front of you. “Andrew Clark, get up here, front and center. Let’s go!” The joke seemed reluctant, but he obeyed Vernon and stood anyway, making his way over to where Vernon stood at the door. So the kid’s name was Andrew. You probably wouldn’t bother to ever use it, but you made note of it anyhow.

“Hey, how come Andrew get’s to get up?” Bender asked, seeming to pick up on the jock’s name as well.”If he gets up, we’ll all get up, it’ll be anarchy!” You chuckled at Bender’s words, but nobody else really seemed to find Bender amusing. Vernon didn’t even acknowledge that Bender spoke, he and Andrew were too busy trying move a huge magazine rack into the door way to keep it open. It was actually amusing to watch their struggle. “It’s out of my hands,” Bender said, raising his hands up in surrender and looking at you, pretending to be disappointed he couldn’t help.

You went along with Bender, frowning and shaking your head in mock disappointment. “It’s a damn shame,” you said, looking on at the two by the door, ‘Watch out, Clarke, those magazines cost money.” You warned, as he tried to get back through the door, stepping on some magazines in the process. It wasn’t that you really cared about the magazines, you had ripped plenty in your time at the school, and on purpose, but you were keeping up with your act at the moment.

Bender shared a look with you, before speaking up himself,”That’s very clever Sir, but what if there’s a fire? I think violating the fire codes and endangering the the lives of children,” Bender said looking at you,” would be unwise at this juncture in your career, sir.” You tilted your head back in silent laughter at Bender’s words, and while he just being completely sarcastic about the whole thing, Vernon seemed to still think he was right, because he started acting as if it was the jocks idea, and made him move the magazine rack back to where it originally was.

You’re silent laughter was stopped however, when the know-it-all opened his mouth. “Well, you know, the school comes equipped with fire exits at either end of the library.” He gestured with two fingers on both hand to the front and back of the room in such a way that made you really want to punch him. Didn’t this kid ever have fun? He was so aggravating to you with his stupid goody-two-shoes attitude.

You narrowed your eyes at him and exchanged a look with Bender before turning back to the geek as the door slammed closed once more. “Shut the fuck up.” You sneered at the kid. The look in your eyes must have scared him, because, while he had been looking at you,he was quick to turn back around in his seat and look instead at Vernon who was escorting the jock back to his seat, not saying another word.

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It’s the end of the week, so you know what that means: FRIDAY FASHION FACT! Today we’re talking about another iconic piece of historic fashion- the ruff. It is such an extreme and distinct piece of fashion, and one which seems highly impractical. It is also one of the few pieces of historical fashion that was equally popular among men and women. So where did it come from?

During the Renaissance, both men and women wore a simple muslin gown as a slip-like undergarment. These pieces would often be tightened around the neck with a drawstring, causing it to appear rouched or ruffled around the neck. At the same time, necklines of outer-garments began to lower, so that this  ruffled edge became visible. It became a common practice, particularly among the wealthy, to add a lace embellishment to the exposed edge.

As the neck ruffle became a more prominent accent, people naturally began to put more effort into perfecting it. This was aided greatly when in 1560, it was discovered that starch could be used to stiffen fabric. Around this time, ruffs became their own garments, separated from the muslin gown. This was for a few reasons. As a separate piece, they could be more structured and elaborate. They were also then able to be cleaned separately, as the delicate lace needed more gentle care than the durable muslin. Finally, the collar being separated from the gown meant that women were able to sport the fashionable frills while still exposing their cleavage, a common practice in the 16th Century.

As soon as the collars became separated, they took on a whole new life. They became vastly more elaborate, with perfectly starched and ironed pleats and loops. A metal iron very similar to a modern curling iron was used to shape the loops. This style of ruff, the style most people today associate with the word ruff, was known as a fraise collar. They were often made with matching cuffs, which were also detachable. Fraise collars were often extremely wide, largely in thanks to Queen Elizabeth I. When the monarch was still fairly new to the throne, she had to battle to be accepted and respected in her position. To make herself appear more severe and intimidating, she wore giant cartwheel ruffs. She even tried to impose a law that people outside of court could not wear ruffs beyond a certain width, though those who could afford elaborate ruffs in the first place rarely obeyed these demands.

Ruff sizes and styles shifted constantly over the next century or so. Women would occasionally wear open ruffs, which would fasten to the top of their bodices as opposed to wrapping fully around their necks, known as the Medici collar. The stiff pleating eventually gave way to softer ruffles, and by the Cavalier age in the 17th century, a simple, flat collar with lace trim was all that remained of the ruff.

Want to learn more about the ruff? Check out these books:

Fashion in the Time of William Shakespeare, by Sarah Downing

In Fine Style: The Art of Tudor and Stuart Fashion, by Anna Reynolds 

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