To Be Taken With A Full Glass of Water

Word of the Day Challenge: DRINK

During the Victorian Era, when Consumption or Tuberculosis had infect 70-90% of the Urban populations of North America and  Europe and it  had killed 80% of those infected with the ” White Death ”  a morbid  fashion trend began to take place.

By morbid fashion trend,  I don’t mean the  kind of trend where French women and men wore red ribbons tied around their necks, resembling chokers, to stand in silent solidarity for those who had lost  their heads to the guillotine.

I mean that there was a trend to look like somebody who had been infected and was in all likelihood going to die from Tuberculosis

“The Common Lot,” lithograph by J. Bouvier. Wellcome Collection

To achieve this new standard of beauty- pale skin, dilated pupils, red cheeks and red lips and most important of all a skeletal frame ( yeah, anime and avatars on FB have adopted these looks ) it became necessary to ingest and bath in poison- to paint a picture, the same things that were being used to kill rodents were now ‘beauty aides’.

People drank and bathed in arsenic to achieve that  pale ‘ one foot and most of your body in the grave look ‘.  They created eyedrops out of nightshade in order to dilate their pupils. They even created face masks made out of lettuce leaves and dusted with Opium that they washed off  their faces with a splash of water mixed with a  enough arsenic to choke a horse ( I’m guessing )  in the morning.

A sickly young woman sits covered up on a balcony; death (a ghostly skeleton clutching a scythe and an hourglass) is standing next to her; representing tuberculosis. Watercolour by R. Cooper, ca. 1912. Credit: Wellcome Collection

In order to complete this transformation- the most important part of all- was to be thin.

Before I go on, the people who used these ‘potions’ knew they were poison and they did not care. So it should come as no surprise that in order to attain the perfect body- which until this point happened before death or a week later- people were willing to take The Tapeworm Diet.

Despite the skin crawling thought  of purposely ingesting a parasite into your body that would stop most of us from trying this, there  were reported cases or stories that had tried it and that  they had died  trying to swallow the worms live- which is the only way this stomach turning plan would work.

With that being said, those two red flags did  nothing to stop those trying to perfect their bodies who lived ( if they survived their other ‘beauty treatments ) in hope that the tape worm method would work.

I have read that the entire Tape Worm treatment was a myth. Nobody was swallowing live Tape Worms or even trying too.

But the story was out there at the time, it created a demand for the treatment, so someone began manufacturing pills said to contain the worm that were easy to swallow. Of course a dead worm wasn’t going to ‘help’ you so I guess people were being dosed with something that ate  away at their bodies in the same fashion as a tape worm.

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A sickly young woman sits covered up on a balcony; death (a ghostly skeleton clutching a scythe and an hourglass) is standing next to her; representing tuberculosis. Watercolour by R. Cooper, ca. 1912. Credit: Wellcome Collection

Before we close, I want to put it out there that the Victorian Era men and women who poisoned themselves and horribly damaged their bodies or died from their ‘beauty treatments’ didn’t do these things because they were ignorant, that they didn’t understand that arsenic was bad for them.
I want to remind you about a little fad called ” Heroin Chic”
Heroin chic is a style popularized in early-1990s fashion and characterized by pale skin, dark circles underneath the eyes, emaciated features, androgyny and stringy hair—all traits associated with abuse of heroin or other drugs.
Healthy people starved themselves using various methods to acheive that look.
I remember it well because I was young woman in my early twenties when Heroin Chic was a thing and you BET I would look at those images and think, ” I could never be that beautiful. ” The scary thing is, I tried. But at the time I was lifting weights and I didn’t want to  loose my muscle tone. I had to work hard for it. That’s the only reason I didn’t go for it. Plus I liked food- A LOT.
After Heroin Chic passed, I thought nobody would EVER try to do that again. It was stupid and ugly.
But guess what: like a moldering corpse of a Victorian Era TB inspired Fashion Victim returned from the grave to haunt our nightmares, Heroin Chic is back.
I’m not even going to ask why. It’s pointless to ask why.

A model walks the runway during the Annakiki Ready to Wear Spring/Summer 2023 fashion show as part of the Milan Fashion Week

The Drowned Fisherman

Word of The Day Challenge: PRESENT

I also challenged myself to only write about the things that I could see or taking place in this picture.

The drowned fisherman
Michael Ancher1896

In a small room with smooth whitewashed walls, a drowned fisherman  has been laid to rest on an oak table that he built years ago with his own rough and calloused  hands.

Sunlight is being  filtered through a single dusty window just above his head and little droplets of ocean water, caught in his hair and his beard glisten like little bits of broken glass in pale light that strikes his face and chest.

Around his resting place where his wife is clutching his hand to her chest, where  his  Mother and son are staring  down blindly  into his pale face, where  his crew are holding their breath, all of them  want to know- how can it be that in that room full of  beating hearts and plans for tonight, dreams for tomorrow,  can death be here with them?

He will open his eyes they are thinking, he will take a breath and to the marrow of their bones they believe he will sit up and together they will leave that room together and return to their work and their life at Sea.

There is a dark man with no face sitting across from the Drowned Fisherman and he knows better then all of the people in that room what will happen next- he and the Drowned Fisherman.

Gates

Word of the Day Challenge: TOURIST

Photographer Unknown

I was thinking about gates and doorways because I am putting together ideas for my Halloween stories and I’m thinking that’s a neat theme to weave my stories together- it keeps the reading experience  from getting clunky as you move from one post to the next.

First thing I noted- doorways to the Underworld aren’t always traps ready to send you to your doom- the two temples below are considered gateways to the Underworld and when you look at them it’s obvious to see they mean business and you have a chance to not go in and mess around with worlds that are- as the saying goes, ” above your pay grade ”

Secondly,  gate at the top of this post really doesn’t tell you anything except, ” go on, look at me all normal- I’m just doing what gates do. I’m just standing here. ” That gate scares me- in a good way of course.

All in all I find these three gates interesting, I think I’m going to play tourist and see what I come up as I do a little more exploring here:

Palace at Mitla
The name Mitla is derived from the Nahuatl name Mictlán, meaning the “place of the dead” or “underworld.” Its Zapotec name is Lyobaa, which means “place of rest.”

 

Temple of Hatshepsut at Deir el Bahari

Everyone Is A Comedian Now

Word of the Day Challenge: SUSPENDED

One of my FB friends sent me these pictures from Zillo Gone Wild and asked me-

Hey Anita are you selling your house?

LOL!!!

First of all, I don’t live in Texas- which is where this house is.

Second, I can’t imagine why-even if you are joking you- would suspend your commitment to reality-  when in the pictures you spent God knows how many minutes you spent time looking at,  there are some obvious truths are glaring at you straight in the face:

I mean COME ON- anyone who knows me would tell you straight up I don’t like floral prints and who the heck would hang a lighting fixture that low over an embalming table?

Do you think for one second I would do that? That I would slap flowers all over my rugs and walls and scatter them all over my table tops?

REALLY?

Because if you do it’s obvious you don’t know me.

Listing via photos Via:
Big Country Realty Group KW Synergy
Tina Irias, REALTOR
tinairias@bigcountryrealtygroup.com