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"I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one's own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful." ~Virginia Woolf My Mother has always loved china. She collected little English pieces of fine bone china when I was a very little girl. I remember when she first discovered French china and then Prussian, Austrian, and Bavarian. She loved them instantly and they became something that she treasure hunted for in flea markets and antique stores. Her china collection is a part of my childhood and something that will always make me think of her. As I grew up I wanted to have my own collection and together we oohed and aaahed at shows and markets when we found a particularly pretty piece. I loved it the first time my Mum said we were rescuing these pretty pieces - that they were special because many of them came from places that don't exist anymore such as Prussia which hasn't existed since the 1940's! I wanted to show you a little bit of our combined china collections. As I was photographing some of my own pieces I realized that the ones that mean the most to me, that are my very favourites, are the ones my Mum gave to me. I believe that I will always look at beautiful china filled with pink roses and little loops of gold and think first before anything else of my Mother. I am linking with: Pink Saturday Midsummer Party Lolly Jane Link Party Drawing by Jennelise Rose

written by Rosa Morgan --> As a gentleman who cultivates the skills of seduction, I pride myself on having recently learned the latest rage of fan communication. By way of this small article of a woman's toilet, a woman can convey the subtlest of emotions without the formality of an introduction. I'm a weekend guest at Lord and Lady T's country estate and shall advantageously employ this new-found knowledge. I spy two gentle creatures of the fairer sex; beribboned in the latest fashion, they're most comely to my eyes. However, they take no notice of me, nor employ their fans other than to cool themselves in this overheated domicile. --> Hm, now here's a coquette eager for intercourse. Peeking coyly from behind her silk veil, she lets her fan rest on her right cheek. Her answer is 'Yes', to whatever my proposition may be. I nod acknowledgment of her meaning, then avert my eyes to disengage her. The weekend is just beginning, and though I do not wish to burn any bridges, I'm certain there are even more attractive damsels to conquer. --> I do say, Miss Agatha is a vision in pink, and as I recall, a cracker in croquet. Though she's quite enamored with her nosegay, I shall attempt to attract her attention. Balderdash! She's twirling the fan in her right hand, thus relaying she's in love with another. No need to waste my time here. --> There's sister Clara grasping her fully opened black Chantilly lace fan in both hands, which means she's asking that rake to forgive her of some trespass. Heavens, I shall have to reveal to her, the man's propensity for cards and fast women. Or perhaps, I shan't, for it will place me in those same seedy environs. --> Dear Mrs. Whitmore is glancing my way, pressing her fan to her lips; a definitive invitation to be kissed. I dare say, her porcelain skin has never suffered the effects of the sun, and her dazzling blue eyes are surely a result of the prudent use of belladonna. Regretfully, I cannot succumb to her flirtatious enticements, for her boorish husband is also in attendance, and an expert shot. --> Alas, my own heart betrays me, for Aliza Cranfield has entered the room. Catching my eye, she slips her fan's tassel over her delicate wrist, and with an adept flick, opens it wide. “Come hither,” it commands, and like a pup, I obey. Her vellum fan with mother-of-pearl blades is not adorned with the usual sentimental poem or decorative watercolor; nay, it holds signatures of our age's greatest gentlemen: Strauss, Rossetti, Dickens, and Tennyson. With her feminine wiles she has males at her beck and call. I have pursued the minx for months, to no avail, but now, she has placed her fan near her heart, telling me in no uncertain terms that I have won her love. Can it be true, she is now shutting the fan oh so slowly, promising to marry me. Farewell to my bachelorhood's roving eye, for I desire nothing more than the sweet embrace of Aliza. --> More Fan Language LETTING THE FAN REST ON THE LEFT CHEEK: "NO." OPENING AND CLOSING THE FAN SEVERAL TIMES: "You are cruel." HIDING THE EYES BEHIND AN OPEN FAN: "I love you." TOUCHING THE FINGER TO THE TIP OF THE FAN: "I wish to speak with you." FANNING SLOWLY: "I am married." FANNING QUICKLY: "I am engaged." TWIRLING THE FAN IN THE LEFT HAND: "We are being watched." PRESENTING THE FAN SHUT: "Do you love me?" A CLOSED FAN TOUCHING THE RIGHT EYE: "When may I be allowed to see you?" THE NUMBER OF STICKS SHOWN ANSWERED THE QUESTION: "At what hour?" THREATENING MOVEMENTS WITH A FAN CLOSED: "Do not be so imprudent" COVERING THE LEFT EAR WITH AN OPEN FAN: "Do not betray our secret." Dear Reader, Have we lost the eloquent art of courting? Should we return to the language of the fan?

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(please do not repost on your flickr set or web site - use flickr's "Blog This" feature to add to your blog) Modern Romances Magazine, November 1949. Lysol advertisement Blogged in detail on A Damn Fine Product Too Late to Cry Out in Anguish! Beware the one intimate neglect that can engulf you in marital grief Too late, when love has gone, for a wife to plead that no one warned her of danger. Because a wise, considerate wife makes it her business to find out how to safeguard her daintiness in order to protect precious married love and happiness. One of the soundest ways for a wife to keep married love in bloom is to achieve dainty allure by practicing effective feminine hygiene such as regular douches with reliable "Lysol."

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