#except these ones were genrty so they were nowhere near us

[almost-born-in-1893]

So... Have you heard about this hottie?

This is Lady Caroline lamb, who is best known for making this goofball

sound actually attractive and not just like a dumb frat bro when she described him as "mad, bad and dangerous to know".

Oh, this is Lord Byron btw. An idiot playboy who was constantly broke because of his excessive lifestyle as a gambling, drinking and home-wrecking whore. Of course nowadays he's just known as a "poet", because God forbid aristocratic white men ever face any degradation in their status for their own actions.

Anyway, "Caro" as Byron called her, was also his mistress while being married herself and did some crazy shit to get his attention after he moved on to his next conquest, like sending him some of her pubes, threatening to kill herself with a broken whine glass at a party and also breaking into his home and writing "remember me" in one of his books.

To which he responded with a poem of course (why be an adult about it if you can do angsty shit like make rhymes).

"Remember thee! Remember thee!; Till Lethe quench life's burning stream; Remorse and shame shall cling to thee, And haunt thee like a feverish dream! Remember thee! Ay, doubt it not. Thy husband too shall think of thee! By neither shalt thou be forgot, Thou false to him, thou fiend to me!"

Sure, dude, it's not like you knew she was married. As if you had a problem with that, but go off I guess...

So, what's the point of this story? I don't really have one. Both of them seem like dumb-asses, but we just love gawking at the affairs and scandals of rich, hot people, don't we, folks?

I'm just enamoured with the more human side of history and this certainly is some shit we'd see from celebs today. It brings earlier times a little closer and even though I don't really care for celebrity drama today for some reason I eat up stories like this when it's aristoracy in Regency England. Must be my Jane Austen mind virus.