costumie musing

One year, Lady with an Ermine was reproduced either on a Smithsonian magazine cover or within the magazine itself. That month, I happened to visit the Freer and Sackler galleries fairly frequently. One day, one of the genteel not-quite-elderly (so I'll say spry, which klwalton and red_frog say is when you've actually become old) lady docents looked up and said, "Oh! It's you!"

She then pulled in one of the other docents from the cloakroom and grabbed the magazine--it's her!

I was amused by the docents and laughed with them. I think the lady (probably Cecilia Gallerani) in the painting has more delicate features than I do. She's certainly less busty. But it was amusing. They tried to convince me to dress as her for Hallowe'en some year.

Some year, maybe I shall.

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Oh, dear boy, your life would be so boring without me...

sometimes he calls me a goofball. he admits, though, that having a mundane krasota just wouldn't be the same.