02-20-2020, 05:27 PM,
(This post was last modified: 02-20-2020, 05:34 PM by Eva Elisabeth.)
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Eva Elisabeth
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Let the waltz begin
Vienna is the place that sticks to (19th century) tradition and lives it more than any other I can think of. Winter is ball season, and right now the most prestigious ball is taking place, the Vienna Opera Ball, top high society event of the year. Catch a glimpse, here's the live stream - it's not a show, it's real...
https://tvthek.orf.at/live/Opernball-202...g/14053202
Here's info on the event, it's history and - check out the dress code..
https://www.wiener-staatsoper.at/en/vienna-opera-ball/
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02-25-2020, 03:02 AM,
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Eva Elisabeth
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RE: Let the waltz begin
Gene, those shoes are cool! We need safety shoes for dealing with equine patients, but those shoes you get here are ugly.
Bill, Mary definitely knew - as Herndon reported:
"The first time I met her was at a dance at the residence of Col. Robert Allen, a gentleman mentioned in the preceding chapter. I engaged her for a waltz, and as we glided through it I fancied I never before had danced with a young lady who moved with such grace and ease. A few moments later, as we were promenading through the hall, I thought to compliment her graceful dancing by telling her that while I was conscious of my own awkward movements, she seemed to glide through the waltz with the ease of a serpent. The strange comparison was as unfortunate as it was hideous. I saw it in an instant, but too late to recall it. She halted for a moment, drew back, and her eyes flashed as she retorted: 'Mr. Herndon, comparison to a serpent is rather severe irony, especially to a newcomer.'"
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02-25-2020, 05:59 AM,
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RE: Let the waltz begin
Katherine Helm in her book Mary - Wife of Lincoln described the first meeting and dance between Mary and Abraham as follows:
"His gray eyes lighted with interest as he watched Mary's animated, piquant face and caught little snatching glimpses of satin slipper straps and gleaming silk-clad ankles under billowing masses of lace and organdy, as her hoops swayed in rhythm to the waltz music. Although he cared little for dancing, preferring to look on or talk to some of the more agreeable older members of an assemblage, he could not resist this bewitching creature and on being presented to her, he said:
"Miss Todd, I want to dance with you the worst way."
And Mary, with a roguish smile and a twinkle in her eyes, said after the party in recounting the incident to her cousin Elizabeth Todd, "And he certainly did."
Though Mary did not dance again that evening with Mr. Lincoln she felt his eyes were following her and when during an intermission she saw him making a bee line in her direction, she promptly, too promptly, held her program out that he might see for himself that it was filled to overflowing. She did not wish again to put in jeopardy her little pink satin slippers. But the dimple in her cheek seemed to say, "I am sorry."
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