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royaltea000 · 24 days ago
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YO! Being a drawing, what’s there to be afraid of!
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illustratus · 1 year ago
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Le Roy Soleil (The Sun King) illustration by Maurice Leloir
Louis XIV in costume as Apollo in the Ballet de la Nuit
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emaadsidiki · 2 months ago
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Louvre, Paris. ꒷︶🏛️︶꒷
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gwydpolls · 5 months ago
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Time Travel Question 51: Early Modernish and Earlier
These Questions are the result of suggestions a the previous iteration. This category may include suggestions made too late to fall into the correct earlier time grouping. In some cases a culture lasted a really long time and I grouped them by whether it was likely the later or earlier grouping made the most sense with the information I had.
Please add new suggestions below if you have them for future consideration. All cultures and time periods welcome.
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chicinsilk · 2 months ago
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"Jolie Madame de France"
Pierre Balmain Haute Couture Collection Fall/Winter 1958-59. Maria Solar in a pale pink Duchesse satin coat and dress set "Louis XIV" silk and Rhodia organsin by Ducharne, dress entirely embroidered with floral motifs in white lace, pearly sequins, diamond rhinestones and gold thread.
Pierre Balmain Collection Haute Couture Automne/Hiver 1958-59. Maria Solar dans un ensemble manteau et robe en satin Duchesse rose pâle "Louis XIV" soie et Organsin Rhodia de Ducharne, robe entièrement brodée de motifs floraux en dentelle blanche, de paillettes nacrées, de strass diamantés et de fils d'or.
Photo Frères Séeberger
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bantarleton · 10 months ago
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Reception of the Grand Condé at Versailles following his victory at Seneffe by Jean-Léon Gérôme, 1878. The Grand Condé bows towards Louis XIV as laurel wreaths are laid in his path, while captured enemy flags are displayed on both sides of the stairs. The battle of Seneffe was one of the most brutal of the periods, with one French nobleman writing "we have lost so much by this victory that without the Te Deum and captured flags at Notre Dame, we would believe we had lost the battle."
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Hetalia Sticker sheets for a con/artist alley this weekend! Can you spot all the historical references?
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livinginaglasspalace · 8 months ago
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The Vying For Versailles MC on the hedonism path serves cunt. Every. Single. Day.
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roehenstart · 8 months ago
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Louis XIV of France. Circle of Pierre Mignard.
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aylen-san · 2 months ago
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Music for the King
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The morning sunlight, softly filtering through the tall, ornamented windows of Versailles, spilled across the polished marble floors like liquid gold. The sun slowly rose over the manicured palace gardens, where neatly trimmed hedges and fountains created the illusion of an orderly paradise. For Daeron, once a singer of the starry nights of Doriath, this place was something entirely different: grandeur, but of another kind—lacking the magic of nature and closely tied to human ambition. He walked down this corridor like along a strange alley of memories that did not belong to him, his ears catching the distant rustling of silk and velvet, the faint whispers of courtiers murmuring in the shadows of the arches.
Daeron was dressed in the latest court fashion: his luxurious coat of dark blue velvet, embroidered with silver and adorned with lace, seemed to glow in the morning light, and the gilded buttons, set with small diamonds, gleamed on his chest. The lace delicately embraced his wrists and collar, emphasizing the elegance and slenderness of his figure. The soles of his shoes quietly clicked on the marble floor, the sound echoing through the perfectly symmetrical halls lined with massive mirrors that reflected all the brilliance of the court.
His keen sense of smell caught the sweet scent of lilies and roses, mixed with the musky notes of amber and spices that emanated from the women in towering wigs and tightly laced corsets. In this strange world of mortal fragrances and colors, Daeron felt alien, as if the very air here was different—heavier, more saturated than in the forests of his homeland. Every step, every glance from the courtiers, who stole furtive looks at him, felt foreign to him, yet at the same time, intrigued him.
Versailles, with its multitude of mirrors, seemed to him a paradox. These mortals, so ephemeral, so fleeting, surrounded themselves with reflections and symbols of eternity. Gilded statues, marble columns, and halls bathed in light—all of this screamed of vanity, of a desire for immortality through material splendor. But what could compare to the songs sung under the light of the Silmarils? Nothing here breathed the kind of timelessness that Daeron knew.
Pausing for a moment before an enormous mirror set in a golden frame adorned with vine motifs, he gazed at his reflection. His face, young and fair as all elves, appeared still and serene against the backdrop of this bustling world. The powder that they had made him apply could not hide the faint glow of his skin, a mark of one born in older, more distant ages. His eyes, deep and dark like the night sky over Beleriand, looked back at him with a hint of irony and melancholy. How far he was from those whom they called rich and powerful here, though it seemed that all this brilliance was meant only for them.
Behind him, footsteps echoed, and soon a footman appeared in the doorway, clad in an elegant livery of red velvet embroidered with gold. His movement was precise, rehearsed, as if every step contained centuries of tradition, of servitude and obedience.
“His Majesty awaits you, Monsieur Daeron,” he announced, bowing respectfully.
The elf gave a barely perceptible nod, allowing himself a quiet smile. Louis XIV, the Sun King, wished to hear his music.
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royal-confessions · 1 year ago
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“I believe that if Louis XIV were to wake up today, he would be horrified to discover that the most famous monument in France is the Eiffel Tower, not the Palace of Versailles. After all, he had dedicated his entire life to making the Palace of Versailles the most imposing in Europe. This would certainly shake his narcissism, since an iron tower would be more widely recognised worldwide than his magnificent palace.” - Text & Image Submitted by cenacevedo15
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dreamconsumer · 6 months ago
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King Louis XIV of France.
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illustratus · 3 days ago
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wolfephoto · 9 months ago
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The Royal Chapel - Palace of Versailles, France by John Wolfe Via Flickr: La Chapelle Royale, Château de Versailles, France
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rabbitcruiser · 2 months ago
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Louis XIV of France marched into Strasbourg unopposed on 30 September 1681 and proclaimed its annexation.
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peggy-elise · 1 year ago
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Dazzling Joan Bennett as Maria Theresa in The Man In The Iron Mask 1939 💋
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