#moroccan costume

[babalmaghrib]

Little Moroccan Girl wearing a traditional regional attire called Chedda Oujdiya, composed of a gem-set "taj" tiara

[britneyshakespeare]

i have to keep it real with you. jane howell is a great director

[thinkingimages]

From a portfolio of prints by Jean Besancenot, documenting the costumes and jewellery worn by the Moroccan women. ca. 1950s/60s

[sylvienerevarine]

Drew some wedding fits for three of my chaotic Sylvieverse girls and their husbands...

Sophrine and Roggi's outfits are inspired by Norwegian folk costume, Sylvie and Bathmar are in the sluttiest possible version of Telvanni formalwear, and Amaal and Farkas are going with some Moroccan vibes.

[strangegutz]

it's really cool how you get a really strong sense of hbg's world & environment just based on a few characters. they just feel really tightly knit that its easy to see all the threads that tie them together. i really love seeing you post about hbg & it's been inspiring me to post more about my own story.

that being said, what would the world look like? either in terms of overall aesthetic/architectural styles or just how the main characters live (where they live, how they decorate, etc...)

Thank you!!

The world is very all-over-the-place aesthetically, but keeps within the broad idea of "retro-futuristic." Different regions have different "fashions," if you will, as society at large has more or less broken apart and became their own independent chunks (if that makes ANY sense) The law of the land is that you gotta look good to be taken seriously, which is why the best of the best criminals are very campy, and sense of fashion in every region is very strong. (Yes, this is an excuse for me to draw everyone in fun costumes whenever I can) Heartbreak Gulch is in New Mexico, and the entire southwest region is very 1970s western. The Heartbreakers themselves live in small houses that have been fixed up.

Eddie has the most stuff- he's never settled down anywhere, so he's excited to collect things. Eddie picks up whatever colorful antiques he can, there's tropical birds, animal print, plants, and groovy furniture. He has the biggest house

Zeki's place is dominated by bookshelves and tanks for various animals, but where there's room he's gone with a romantic gothic look- dark antique furniture, velvet and ribbons, with some Moroccan pieces here and there. (Tibbs wants me to mention Zeki's scorpion tank that is a scale replica of the town's main road)

White lives like this

[wildshona]

Collecting the Dress

The Sunday after the Samhain party I had been helping my friend move more stuff into her flat in the morning. How can she own so much stuff? I got back home needing a shower which was so hot and relaxing and then Chris relaxed me even more by bringing me off with his hands.

Somehow the afternoon disappeared and then Chris is insisting i have another shower and get dressed in the clothes he has laid out for me. Now that really got the juices goin cos in the last few Sundays dressing nice has meant Toni. Do you realise how difficult it is not to spoil a dress when you’ve got your juices oozing. Maybe that’s why he put knickers out – not that there was much fabric to them. The dress was another little black number that was quite floaty, not tight. And this time he didn’t put out a bra which meant my nipples went hard as soon as i had put the dress on. As with the recent Sundays i was in stockings with suspenders and thr dress was short enough that the suspenders and stocking tops were below the hem. I looked like a slut.

He drove me around to Toni’s place and rang the doorbell then he turned, got in the car and drove away. The door was opened by the Housekeeper and she took me through to the garden, where the marquee was still up from Samhain, and then through to a building at the end of the garden. Sweet fuck a swimming pool. Not a big one but a swimming pool nevertheless. Swimming lengths was a naked Toni.

Hang your clothes on a hook and come in.

I haven’t got a costume

Neither have i

So i stripped off and got into the pool. The water was warm but my nipples still hardened as Toni came up to me and kissed me on the lips. We swam for a while then got out.

We lay on some loungers talking and sipping wine which the housekeeper brought in. There were heaters above us and we gradually dried. Toni stood and put out her hand to me, pulling me up and into her. Toni is about 5 foot 8 i guess so is 6 inches taller than me. She has long thick black hair which she normally wears down unless she is at the surgery. Deep broen eyes and a full lips.

She is slim and that just shows up her tits even more. 38 probably D cup? I don’t know i’ve never had to think too much about tits that size cos i’m never going to get any. Shaved between the legs. Age? Late thirties, maybe early forties.

Anyway, she told me i didn’t really need to get dressed. “Just the stockings, suspenders and shoes.” OK, then.

We walked through to the lounge where she left me for a full half hour. The housekeeper brought me more wine and made sure i was warm enough. When Toni finally got back her hair was dried and she was wearing a red dress and heels which immediately made me self conscious given that i was only wearing stockings suspenders and shoes with my tits and naked cunt just out there.

Come on, dinner is ready.

Lamb cooked in a Moroccan sauce, followed by vanilla ice cream and a fabulous red wine.

Then back to the lounge. She sat on a sofa pulling her skirt as she sat so that her knickerless cunt was exposed.

Why don’t you have some more dessert? she purred.

It was obvious what she meant so i went down between her parted thighs and set my tongue to work on her clit and cunt. I pride myself im good at licking cunt. And Toni certainly wasn’t complaining as i pushed my tongue into her. We had been going for about ten minutes when she leant towards me and pulled my head in tight to her cunt. You know how that feels mouth pressed jaw almost cracking, and then she shuddered again and again and the sweetest juice flowed in to my mouth and down my chin.

When she had finished she gently pushed me back and looked at me.

You are such an exquisite little thing, she said, and Chris says I can have you whenever I want. She paused. If you would like.

My fingers had been between my fingers all the time I had been down on her and my body chose just this moment to rock me and put an earthquake in me so hard i fell backwards.

When i had finished and saw herm smiling one eyebrow raised.

“Yes please.”

Good, follow me.

She took me through the dining room, through a door – the one she had used to exit the night of the Samhain party and into the kitchen where the housekeeper was sipping a glass of wine.

She introduced me to her. Even I was getting self conscious now being introduced to this very efficient lady in a service dress almost out of the 1930s and I’m wearing just stockings and suspenders and heels with noticeably wet inner thighs.

I was apparently to have my own room where I would stay when necessary. Then it was back to the lounge for a brandy.

A little later the door bell rang. Chris was ushered in and he kissed Toni on the cheeks and me on the lips and we left. Ah ha you say but she is not wearing anything. I wasn’t. At the door the House keeper had my Samhain dress and the dress I had arrived in that evening wrapped in plastic like u would get at a dry cleaners.

“I’m keeping these.” Toni said picking up my knickers from a small table. Then naked me was out in the cold air running to the car which Chris had heated to the max.

As we drove home he asked me if i had enjoyed myself. I told him all about it and then there was another naked run from the garage to the lift to our flat.

I asked him about what Toni had said, that he had agreed that she could have me whenever she wanted.

“That a problem?”

“No.”

“Alright then.”

He pushed me down on to the rug , unzipped his trousers, let his cock out and fucked my almost naked body with his fully dressed one until I came and he filled my dripping cunt with cum.

[iseo58]

Moroccan minorities traditional costume

[chic-a-gigot]

Beaux-arts des modes (New York, Paris, London, Milano, Wien, Bruxelles), no. 2, mars 1922. 81. Costume en crêpe marocain clair. Bibliothèque nationale de France

(81.) Costume en crêpe marocain clair. Jaquette mi-longue. Basque rapportée, agrémentée de plis pincés et boutonnières. Plis couchés. Boutons de tissu ou galalithe. Jupe à deux parties, disposée en plis plats.

(81.) Light Moroccan crepe suit. Mid-length jacket. Basque, embellished with pinched pleats and buttonholes. Lying folds. Fabric buttons or galalith. Two-part skirt, arranged in flat pleats.

[bijoumikhawal]

The Blue and Red Caftan of Jean-Francois Portaels

Or as I like to call it, griping about uncritical (and at times, maliciously misattributed) use of historical images in costume research, especially from Orientalists. I recently came across images 2 and 5 being reposted as Egyptian historical fashion. While the women in these two paintings wear necklaces similar to Egyptian ones, the style of necklace itself was popular across a VERY broad region (I believe I've even seen Balkan necklaces of a similar style). In painting 2 Portaels does not specify where the woman depicted is from, though the title of 5 indicates the depiction intends to be of a woman from Cairo.

In the first image, I can tell you the woman is Moroccan (her earring and under caftan are pretty distinct), though he does not specify this. Woman 2 is wearing what looks to be a yelek, which would indicate she's Egyptian, if we assume she's North African. Woman 5 is probably also wearing a yelek, but the cut looks oddly loose. The difference between the yelek and the caftans more common to the Maghreb is that a yelek is of a tighter cut, and has a low, oval neckline that potentially can reveal cleavage, which is found on a few other contemporary Egyptian garments. In practice, the yelek itself was often hidden under another garment, and usually had an underdress covering the chest, despite depictions otherwise. The exception would be dancers and certain other professions.

Further, the decoration and shape of the garment do not resemble Egyptian garments. A tob sebleh, to my understanding, would have a longer sleeve. The embroidery and cordwork are somewhat unusual and look more Maghrebi, though it's harder for me to judge this definitively as it's hard to find enough detailed photos of Egyptian cordwork to form a general impression. Additionally, I feel like I've seen a Tunisian men's garment that looks almost exactly like this, but in white with gold cord.

Frankly, given this caftan shows up so often, I think it was a real garment Portaels had, and I don't think he cared about where it was from when choosing to paint it. He was an Orientalist painter, and while some of that school painted with great accuracy and humanity, their work always needs to be carefully judged. My guess is that the garment is of Maghrebi origin. It is the sartorial centerpiece of most of these paintings, wfich is why though details of 2 and 5 are accurate enough, I find myself mildly annoyed that these are being shared without context.

[perioddramapolls]

Period dramas dresses tournament: Orange dresses Round 1- Group C: Mary Stuart, Reign (gifset) vs Rhaenyra Targaryen (gifset)

Propaganda for Rhaenyra's dress (written by its submitter):

Article with costume designer Jany Temime where she talks about drawing inspiration from the Byzantine Empire and their art -> https://www.harpersbazaar.com/culture/film-tv/a41392359/house-of-the-dragon-hbo-costumes-interview/

Another article where the same designer talks about drawing from Moroccan and Arabian influences -> https://graziamagazine.com/us/articles/costume-designer-jany-temime-house-of-the-dragon/

[babalmaghrib]

| Did you know ?

According to a study established by the company Trading Economics and WITS, the Arab Middle-Eastern countries that receive the most exports of clothings & textiles made in Morocco are the United Arab Emirates and Saudi Arabia.

Receipts below ↓

1. Trading Economics Datas : https://tradingeconomics.com/morocco/exports/saudi-arabia…

2. Wits World Bank Datas : https://wits.worldbank.org/CountryProfile/en/Country/MAR/Year/LTST/TradeFlow/Export/Partner/by-country/Product/50-63_TextCloth#:~:text=In%202020%2C%20the%20top%20partner,Portugal%2C%20United%20Kingdom%20and%20Italy…

[mrscakeishere]

Innuendos Aplenty

As we are gearing up for the pending GOAD Smut War (Jan 8th!), I wanted to share a little snippet Polychrome (@polychromicron-persei-8) and I wrote from An Ode To Eclairs (Rated Explicit). The excerpt below is NSFW (or at least for my work) but rated M.

As context, Crowley is trying his hardest to get Aziraphale to engage in phone sex. It's a bumpy start:

“What are you doing right now, angel?” Crowley cooed, one hand holding his mobile phone, the other brushing along the top of his pants.

“You know what I’m doing,” Aziraphale replied curtly. “I’m talking to you.” He placed another book on the shelf.

“No, I mean…what are you doing?” Crowley used his most honeyed voice, wanting Aziraphale to play his little game. The line was silent. “Sexually,” Crowley added, hoping this would garner an actual response.

“Oh!” Aziraphale exclaimed, finally twigging the intention of the call. “Oh, I…uh…I’m…” Aziraphale looked at the hardcover book in his hand. The title was plausibly spicy if no one asked too many probing questions. “I’m reading Curious George.”

“Oh?” A sly smile grew on Crowley’s lips. His angel was finally playing along. “What’s he so…curious about?”

Aziraphale considered saying, “he likes a good banana,” but thought better of it. He needed to find a different book.

Aziraphale quickly ran his fingers across the spines of the works on the shelf in front of him. James and the Giant Peach? Aziraphale paused. Possible. Was he the peach? The Poky Little Puppy? No, think! He had to get out of the children’s section.

“Angel?”

“Uh yes! Um…no, not Curious George…er….” Aziraphale ran to the other side of the bookshop, the phone cord circling around his waist, and pulled out the first thing he saw. “I’m reading…Naked Lunch!”

Bingo!

Aziraphale had been so joyous with the adult book’s title that he had shouted it straight into Crowley’s ear, causing the demon to yelp and drop the phone.

“Crowley?”

There was a scuffling noise on the other end of the line.

“Yes…so…Naked Lunch.” The demon let out a soft moan. “That sounds very titillating.”

“Oh it is,” Aziraphale replied, scanning his memory for what happened in Naked Lunch that didn’t involve drugs and made any sense. He didn’t have much to work with. “It takes place in Morocco.”

“Ah, the desert. No wonder it had to be a naked lunch.” He put the emphasis on naked lest the angel get distracted. “I bet it got so hot they had no choice but to strip off. Do you feel hot, angel?”

“Well, actually, that’s a common misconception,” Aziraphale stated matter-of-factly. “Moroccan winters are in fact rather cold.”

“Oh…er…but they’re having lunch in summer, right?”

Aziraphale frantically flipped through the pages. This is why people have cliff notes! Where was the bit about Morocco?! A.J. wearing a walking condom-covered penis costume…that’s not it! Junkies…more junkies… He closed the book with a panicked sort of resignation. Just fake it, Aziraphale!

If you'd like to read more (including how they got to this point, where they end up, and what eclairs has got to do with any of it) visit https://archiveofourown.org/works/52581016.

Also, words can not express how much I enjoy writing with Polychrome! Our writing goal often centers on giving the other author something funny to wake up to (we're in very different time zones). I think that shows throughout this whole story.

[mote-historie]

Coty powder compact designed by Leon Bakst, Made by Coty Inc in Paris, France, 1935-1955.

The founder, Francois Coty believed the aesthetics of the packaging to be as important as the product. After his successful artistic partnership with designer Rene Lalique in the early 20th century, Coty approached Leon Bakst to design the Air Spun powder box. Leon Bakst is celebrated for his colourful exotic costumes and decors created for the Ballet Russes, which prompted new fashions in dress and interior decoration. This colourful, exotic aesthetic can be seen in the design of the powder box, where fluffy white powder puffs with black and gold handles float against an orange and gold background. Bakst’s original powder box design was made of Moroccan leather with gold leaf embossing. However, these boxes were expensive to manufacture and Coty paid his customers to return them when empty. They were then sent to Japan where the gold leaf would be scraped off and then reused. Bakst’s design was later modified into a cheaper cardboard version by Coty’s commercial artist Georges Draeger. The design of the packaging created an impression of luxury and prestige, while still being mass produced. These ‘luxury’ items were made even more accessible to middle and working class women by packaging them in small quantities and creating gift sets and co-ordinating product lines. Coty Air Spun powder was very successful, selling in Europe, North and South America, Australia and Asia. It was so popular in Asia that the ‘Rachel’ colour was created specifically for Asian skin tones. Coty is an internationally renowned beauty product and fragrance company that was founded in Paris in 1904 by François Coty. The company was acquired by the fragrance division of Unilever in 2005. In 2010 Coty had it’s headquarters in New York City and had become the world’s largest manufacturer of mass-market fragrances, aligning many of its new fragrances with celebrities like Sarah Jessica Parker, David and Victoria Beckham, Jennifer Lopez and Calvin Klein. Alysha Buss, Curatorial volunteer with Anne-Marie Van de Ven, Curator, February 2011 Reference: Toledano, Roulhac B. and Coty, Elizabeth Z., ‘Francois Coty: Fragrance, Power, Money’, Pelican Publishing Company Inc, Gretna, Louisiana, 2009

Powerhouse Museum Collection.

[saax2]

Danza 1*

from serie Art Deco, 2007: Tantsovschitsa, 1920 | ph., Aleksey Galushkov (Ukraine)

Alicia Markova (1910-2004, England) as Giselle, 1948 | ph., Stirling Henry Nahum aka Baron (1910-1956, Italy-England)

Flapper Girls, 1920's

Anita Berber (1899-1928, Germany), 1920 | ph., Alexander Binder (1888-1929, Germany)

Doris Dupont (USA), 1930's | Archives of the Embassy Theatre Foundation, Ft. Wayne, Indiana

Untitled (dancer I), 1910-20 | František Drtikol (1883-1961, Czechia)

Dance of the Wind, 1927-28 | Bolesław Biegas (1877-1954, Poland)

Ballerina; a view from the loge | Everett Lloyd Bryant (1864-1945, USA)

Dancer, 1946 | František Drtikol (1883-1961, Czechia)

La Dance, 1910 (Hermitage St. Petersburg) | Henri Matisse (1869-1954, France)

Danseurs, 1939 | Maurice Brianchon (1899-1979, France)

Danseuse satirique, Paris, 1926 | ph., André Kertész (1894-1985, Hungary)

ph., Mark Olich (1983, Russia)

Hazel as Pavlova, 1913 | John Lavery (1856-1941, Ireland)

Ziegfeld Girls, 1920's | Ziegfeld Follies, 1907-31

Mary Pickford (1892-1979, Canada-USA), 1910's | ph., Edward S. Curtis (1868-1952, USA), 1910s Ziegfeld Girl, 1907-31

Spanish Dancer, 1971 | ph., Ruth Bernhard (1905-2006, Germany)

La guedra (moroccan dance) | Jean Gaston Mantel (1914-1995, France)

Dancers from 'Zigman Hall', New York, 1920

La scarpetta (the ballet slipper) | Lino Selvatico (1872-1924, Italia)

Helen Schjerfbeck (1862-1946, Finland)

Costumes de cigarières pour Carmen de Bizet, 1959 (scenografia dipinta) | Lila De Nobili (1916-2002, Italia)

Colombine, 1920 | Norman Lindsay (1879-1969, Australia)

Danseur | Jean-Louis Forain (1852-1931, France)

Le cours de danse, 1874 | Edgar Degas (1834-1917, France)

Danseuse au repos | Edgar Degas (1834-1917, France)

In camerino | Zinaida Serebryakova (1884-1967, Ucraina)

The ballet dancers (the dressing room), 1885 | Willard Leroy Metcalf (1858-1925, USA)

Dancer, early 1900s | Sergei Arsenyevich Vinogradov (1869-1938, Russia)

Ballerina at the Paris Opera in front of a Degas backdrop, 1949 | ph., Walter Sanders (1897-1985, Germany)

[byneddiedingo]

Oedipus Rex (Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1967)

Cast: Franco Citti, Silvana Mangano, Alida Valli, Carmelo Bene, Julian Beck, Luciano Bartoli, Francesco Leonetti, Ahmed Belhachmi, Giovanni Ivan Scratuglia, Giandomenico Davoli, Ninetto Davoli. Screenplay: Pier Paolo Pasolini, based on a play by Sophocles. Cinematography: Giuseppe Ruzzolini. Production design: Luigi Scaccianoce. Costume design: Danilo Donati. Film editing: Nino Baragli.  

Pier Paolo Pasolini's Oedipus Rex is sometimes raw and rough-edged by the standards of mainstream cinema. The Technicolor camerawork is often very beautiful, with its astonishing images of the Moroccan desert and ancient buildings, but there are some bobbles in the hand-held camera sequences that move beyond shakycam into wobbly-out-of-focuscam. Franco Citti, who made his debut in the title role of  Pasolini's Accattone (1961) and appeared in many of his other films, is a bit out of his depth as Oedipus, but Silvana Mangano is an impressive-looking Jocasta, and Julian Beck is a suitably foreboding Tiresias. Pasolini's screenplay does justice to its Sophoclean origins as well as to the perdurable myth, although the frame story that begins in Italy during the Mussolini era, with the Fascist anthem "Giovinezza" on the soundtrack, and ends in Pasolini's present seems extraneous. But the truly astonishing contribution to the film was made by costume designer Danilo Donati, whose eerie designs, seemingly cobbled together from scrap metal, clay, and leaves and branches, don't belong to any particular era but have the right aura of primitive myth.  

[katlimeart]

Made in 2016, 2017 + 2018

If you’ve seen this anywhere else, I posted it back on my deviantArt when it was made.

Mario girls wearing various costumes and clothes

1. Athena the Sudanese Bellydancer (Dancing Girls DeskMate) - requested by danfrandes. Original: https://www.deviantart.com/dmitrileon2000/art/Dancing-Girls-Athena-the-Sudanese-Belly-Dancer-706788181

2. Bellydancer/Miranda - requested by danfrandes

3. Bellydancer - requested by danfrandes. Original:

4. Desert Ruby - requested by yurifan17. Original: https://www.deviantart.com/midoribara/art/Dance-it-out-604992757

5. Flabby Abs - requested by danfrandes. Original:

6. Moroccan Dancer (Lupin III) - requested by yurifan17

7. Mindy (Pluto: Bone Trouble) - requested by danfrandes

8. Neefa Feefa (Pontoffel Pock, Where Are You) - requested by danfrandes

9. Newport Harem Girl - requested by danfrandes. Original: https://www.deviantart.com/danfrandes/art/Newport-Harem-Girl-595381969

10. Bellydancer (Tell it to the Marines) - requested by danfrandes. Original: