my favourite historical era to daydream about is that span of a few decades between 1890 and 1914ish. late victorian, fin de siècle, edwardian. there’s just something so exciting about it. the world on the brink of radical change, of catastrophe and decimation but they don’t know that for now, the twentieth century hasn’t been inaugurated as the bloodiest quite yet, all that looms ahead is a boundless bouquet of potential, invention, adventure. a turning point in time. spiritualism and the hereafter are in the air all clashing and collaborating and cooperating with rationality and progress and scientific advancement, technology and faith, mysticism and machines, the arts marching on into modernism and abstraction but not quite yet; there’s a future on your doorstep, the air is full of love and precognition and imagination. get out there in your hot air balloon and watch the world turn on its axis, holding its breath

also the fashion’s pretty cool