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mote-historie · 8 months
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Umberto Brunelleschi, Fashion illustration, Toilette au goût Vénitien (Venetian Costume), Costumes Parisiens, Journal des dames et des modes, 1913.
Illustration with a design for a "Venetian Outfit", part of the 54th issue of the "Journal des dames et des modes", published in Paris on November 20, 1913. The illustration features a woman wearing a pink jacket with wide hips, decorated with bundles of purple and white flowers, and with white fur borders and pleated sleeves over a yellow blouse with similar floral patterns and gold borders, and a pink, draped, ankle-length, narrow skirt. She wears a Navy style black hat on her head, with a large, black lace veil hanging from it over her shoulders and back, a necklace with a large, round green stone, and lavender shoes with small, golden buckles. (x)
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addictedbespoken · 1 year
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Men Velvet 3Pc Fersen Court Suit Justaucorps Vest Breeches Set Metallic Embroidered Venice Carnival Costume With Free Lace Jabots And Cuffs
This 18th Century vintage costume for men is inspired from the magical Venical Carnival & Late Baroque fashion. The costume can become the zest of any carnival or themed festival and can also be a perfect costume for wedding groom.
This 3Pc court suit include: •Blue velvet justaucorps embellished with floral embroidery and metal button detailings. •Green velvet vest embellished with floral embroidery & have metal buttons closure. •Red velvet breeches embellished with floral embroidery at bottom & have metal button detailing & closure. •Laced jabots & cuffs.
Features: •Intricate metallic embroidered •Lightweight •Soft & Breathable •Comfortable wearing in all seasons
Material & Caring: •Premium Velvet & Eco friendly material •Dry Clean •Dry on low heat or hang to dry for best results.
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autumnmobile12 · 1 year
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Mel Medarda...at a Venetian Carnival.  The classiest of queens.
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archiveoftragedies · 1 year
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Spanish has a beautiful equivalent of the very nice English "sir- err, ma'am?" which consists on stopping short of the very last vowel of a word that ends in either -a or -o depending on the addressee's gender. And so the other day my barber said "tranquil-" before catching himself, and right now a very lovely lady in the bus just called me "hij-"
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morgueann62 · 1 year
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What secret is she reveling in?
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Theatre Is My Sport Actor Drama Tees, Art Prints, Coffee Mugs, Kids Hoodies, Pillow, Crewneck Sweatshirt, Stickers, and Many More visit the shop now.
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brokenhardies · 1 year
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costume design - the bane of my existence
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aplausosvestuario · 1 year
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Durante cinco años dirigiendo el vestuario del carnaval de Las Palmas. Nuestro vestuario en el escenario For five years directing the costumes of the Carnival of Las Palmas. Our costumes on stage
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squeakadeeks · 1 year
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✨⭐️🌙”To you, who stray so far from home. To me, who's trapped beneath these bones. We'll play forever, me and you, when you paint the land in nine bright hues.” ☀️⭐️✨ 
YEEEEAAAAAAAAAH BABY the Venetian collector is done!! 🥳 Although I love all the characters, the collector had a lot of potential for design bass boosting and well, y’all already know how I feel about that by now 🌝 
his character had the faintest whiff of Venetian joker energy so I decided to lean into that and it ended up working super well. I love how this turned out and am really happy that the costume came together, so for your consideration 🤲 evil he/they space clown who would definitely have a Roblox account 🤲🤲
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obsessivevoidkitten · 8 months
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Your Boyfriend Owen
Yandere Male x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Noncon/dubcon, stalking, drugging, kidnapping, chaining, general yandere behavior, social awkwardness, creepy staring, mild scent kink.) Word Count: 2.5k (This was supposed to be a small couple hundred word drabble... oopsiedoodles...)
It was the first day of your last year in college.
At the end of class there was a student lingering at his desk. He was your age and of average build, maybe a bit on the skinny side, with disheveled medium length black hair that was a bit wet with sweat and glasses that were a bit crooked.
He seemed really distraught and panicky as he typed on his laptop.
You introduced yourself and asked him if he needed help with something.
He went silent and awkwardly stared at you for a moment before speaking.
“Uh… hi, I’m Owen.”
He was obviously not used to people approaching and talking to him.
I-I don’t know how to get assignments and submit them on this updated online portal we have this year! I just cannot figure it out!”
You leaned over his desk and took a look at his laptop, you happily showed him how to navigate the new system. You didn’t blame Owen for being so high strung, the classes were tough and this new portal was pretty confusing.
What you didn’t realize was that in this simple act of helping him you had made the biggest mistake of your life.
Owen was stunned that you were helping him. You must have liked him! No one was this nice to a random stranger.
As you leaned over his desk to use his laptop he noticed you smelled so nice.
If he hadn’t already been sweating from his previous issues with the student portal you may have noticed the blush that crept across his face.
When you finished he thanked you nervously before you left for your dorm.
There was plenty of foot traffic to and from the dorms, classes, and the food places on campus. It was very easy for Owen to go unseen as he followed you to your dorm.
He… just wanted to make sure you got there safely. And also wanted to see where you lived.
Over the course of the next few weeks Owen you constantly caught Owen staring at you in class and he never failed to greet you when you sat down or try to talk to you when you left. You were always polite but… it was a little creepy to be honest, but you ignored it because it was pretty harmless. He just had a crush on you.
It was far from harmless though, during the time of day that you had classes and he didn’t he would sneak into your dorm and take little “treasures” that he was sure you wouldn’t miss.
A used pair of underwear that still had your scent from the day before. Maybe a shirt if it wasn’t one of your favorites, he knew which ones you wore most often.
As far as he was concerned he was your boyfriend, even if you didn’t know it yet, and good boyfriends noticed small details like favorite clothes.
He also took note of super important information like what food seemed to be your favorite, wherever you ate lunch he was sure to be in the crowd watching you.
Things probably would have continued on like that for a lot longer, just a creepy stalker pining for you, but then one day you helped someone else in class.
They didn’t deserve to even breathe the same air as you! He was fuming, he clenched his hands so hard that his nails bruised his palms. To grace such a nobody with your assistance drove him beyond jealousy.
But that did not even compare to when he saw you the next day eating lunch with the slime ball.
Why would you do that to him? Surely you liked him, not this piece of shit. He must have forced himself into your space and you were just too sweet to push him away.
Owen had to do something before things escalated too far. And he didn’t have to wait too much longer to have his opportunity.
There was a huge Halloween party coming up and he knew for a fact you would be going.
He went with a masquerade ball costume, complete with an intricately decorated Venetian mask.
When you were at the party he waited for the perfect moment to make his move. He stared at you the entire time, not taking his eyes off of you for a moment. Even if he hadn’t been planning something he wouldn’t have been able to take his eyes off you. You had decided to go as a pale faced vampire, it made him wonder what your teeth on his neck would feel like.
When you were all alone, and after your judgment was a bit off from a few drinks Owen came over and introduced himself and started chatting you up before offering you a drink.
He was a bit of an oddball, but he was always nice right? What was the harm?
You accepted the drink and soon everything was a blur. You weren’t rendered entirely unconscious, just helpless, compliant, and a touch clingy.
Owen escorted you out of the party with you leaning on him heavily, his face was red beneath his mask, his darling was relying on him for support! Just how it should always be~
Not many people at the party knew you, and even if they had they wouldn’t have thought much of you leaving in this manner, you just appeared to be a little drunk and leaving with someone who you trusted.
Owen stroked your cheek gently and guided you gently into the passenger seat of his car.
It was really happening, he was taking his love home.
He lived with his parents, in the large basement of their house. He was the true epitome of a basement dwelling freak.
You clung to him and nuzzled into his neck as he brought you inside. You didn’t know why, but you felt so needy.
He sat you down softly on the bed, he had changed the color of the sheets to match yours. He wanted you to feel at home and get adjusted to being here as quickly as possible and thought it may make the transition easier.
To that end he had also hung copies of the same posters you had hanging in your dorm, had the bookshelf filled with every book that he had ever seen you reading, and while everyone else was at the party he had even managed to snag a few things from your room.
Most notably your Nintendo switch and your blankets. They were drenched in your scent~
In your drugged state you couldn’t quite make sense of your surroundings… it looked kinda similar to your room… but not…
“Wh-wherrre aare w-w-weee?” You couldn’t speak without slurring your words.
“We’re home! Th-this is where you live now!
That didn’t seem right… did it? It felt a bit off… But why would this nice man lie to you? He gave you a drink and a ride… home.
“You’ll live here with me and I will take good care of you!”
“That’sss sooo n-nice of you”
Owen smiled, he knew you may feel differently once the drugs wore off, but he had taken precautions just in case. What mattered was that you were here, you weren’t leaving, and you’d eventually admit that you liked him and wanted to be here with him.
He sat down beside you on the bed and wiped the pale makeup from your face gently, you leaned into his touch with a cute sigh that made his heart swell and his cock twitch.
You were so perfect. Eventually you would be like this without the drugs, he just needed to be patient and train you until you saw that you needed him as much as he needed you. He had wanted to wait until that point to make love with you.
But… you were acting so sweet and needy. So malleable. And he could tell that you really needed it, your face was flushed and you kept grinding your crotch slowly against your arm that you had between your legs.
You stared up at him in confusion as he began to peel away his clothing, his cock bouncing free. You couldn’t take your eyes off of it. Then he carefully took off what you were wearing, slowly. He wanted to savor the moment. The person he loved more than anything else in the entire world was about to be revealed completely to him.
“So p-perfect~”
“Whaaaa are you doooinnng?” You looked up at him while not even noticing you were already grinding into your arm again.
He rubbed your thighs gently before replying.
“I’m g-going to help you with this,” he said as he caressed your crotch.
You blushed and smiled, in that moment all you could think that Owen was just so nice. He had already taken you home and now he was going to help you with your arousal too!
You spread your legs to allow for easier access as he fumbled with the lube.
He was considerably more nervous than before.
“I-it’s my first time, I hope I’m okay~ I-if I’m not we can pr-practice until I get it right!”
Owen applied the slick fluid liberally to his cock, where it mixed with the precum that his cock was practically drooling, then he scooted you to the edge of the bed and knelt between your legs, using his tongue to get you nice and stimulated.
The scent and flavor of you was almost enough to make Owen cum almost immediately, he was more drugged by your smell than you were on actual drugs. He moaned loud, taking it all in.
Before he caused either of you to orgasm before the main event he managed to pry himself away and apply lube to your entrance, sliding in a couple of fingers and twirling them around inside you.
You bucked and moaned, desperate to have more inside you as the lube mixed with all the saliva he had deposited inside you.
“Neeed morrrre,” You started crying a bit, you were just so desperate. You were like a bitch in heat and nothing would take care of it except Owen’s cock.”
“S-so needy! Don’t cry honey bun, I will take care of you!”
You tried to get your sobbing under control as he kissed you deeply.
“Gosh, y-you’re pretty even when you’re crying…
Then he stood beside the bed and propped your legs up on his shoulders. He rubbed the tip around your hole a bit, wanting to ingrain this moment into his memory for the rest of his life, before grabbing your hips and plunging his entire length inside of you in one movement.
The two of you gasped in unison, finally you felt that yearning void in you start to fill and he was inside of you.
It was much better than he had imagined in the fantasies he had so fervently jerked off to.
The heat, the tightness, your insides were enveloping his cock in pure bliss. And the smell of your sweat mingled with his and the scent of sex was just indescribable.
He slid in and out rhythmically, bending down and biting your neck as he did so. Claiming it as he sped up faster and faster.
Owen couldn’t help not lasting too long, and luckily for him you couldn’t either in your drugged state.
You cried out as you came hard, the force of your climax shaking through your body, pushing Owen over the edge. He filled you with plenty of cum before wrapping his arms around you lovingly.
“I love you so much!”
Your intoxicated mind felt the perfect response to this was, “I looo-love youuu toooo.”
When you woke up you were clothed and all cleaned up, and you could scarcely remember a single thing after the party. You had an awful headache and it took you a few moments to realize that this was certainly not your bedroom.
You felt someone spooning you from behind.
Owen. Owen was spooning you!
You must have gotten black out drunk and hooked up with him.
The thought made you feel sick to your stomach.
You immediately jumped out of bed and went to put your shoes on when you finally saw it.
A long thick chain that led to a shackle around your ankle.
You screamed.
Owen woke up instantly and tried to console you. He had been worried this may be your reaction.
“C-calm down honey b-bun. Just let me expla-”
“Don’t call me honey bun you sick freak!” You shouted the words with as much venom as you could muster, with tears threatening to roll down your face at any moment.
“HELP! HELP PLEASE!! SOMEON-”
Owen grabbed you from behind and put his hand over your mouth, using his other hand to hold you close to his shirtless form.
You still yelled, but it was pretty muffled. You could only hope someone had heard your initial outburst.
“Shh baby, calm down, it will be okay I promise~”
He kissed the top of your head and you tried to shake him off but you were still weak from last night, and he was stronger than you had anticipated. You finally went still and silently cried, your voice too strained now to say much of anything.
Then you heard footsteps coming from above you, they got louder as they approached. Did he have roommates? Had they heard your plea for help? You allowed a spark of hope to ignite inside of you.
You couldn’t see it, but Owen was blushing deeply.
“O-oh jeez, I didn’t want you to meet my parents y-yet. Not until you felt b-better.”
A man and a woman came down the steps. They both had features that reminded you of Owen.
The woman spoke while the man stood behind her, “Just what the HELL is going on at this early hour!? The sun is barely out and I have to work later tod-”
She met your eyes, only just now realizing that her son had someone in his arms. You could see her gaze follow the chain that bound your leg to the wall.
Seeing your tear streaked face, red and puffy from crying, shaking from fear, she gave a look of sympathy. Your hope grew. Would she help you escape her loony son? Your sore throat strained to form words, but they only came out muted and garbled through Owen’s hand.
“Owen! You didn’t tell us you were dating! Honestly, with how awkward you are, I was a bit afraid you’d never take a liking to someone.”
Then she looked at you again.
“You’ll be okay, I know it’s hard at first, but you’ll settle right in.”
“I-i made sure the shackle was lined with something s-soft so it doesn’t hurt them. J-just like you told me how you did when y-you started dating dad!”
You saw the man bite his lip and gaze down sheepishly.
Owen was in his mid 20s, if his age was any indication… if he was conceived when his parents first met… then you were going to be here for a very long time.
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mote-historie · 10 months
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La Contessa Spalletti, Countess Spalletti, Countess Rosa Spalletti Lanza di Scalea, Rosa Lanza di Scalea, Rosa Spalletti Lanza di Scalea, dressed in Persian costume for the fancydress ball in Persian and Venetian costumes, designed by Paul Poiret of Paris, given by the US Ambassador/consul Lewis Einstein at Villa Schifanoia, Photo by Mario Nunes Vais, 1914.
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addictedbespoken · 1 year
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Men Red Velvet 3Pc Fersen Court Suit Period Clothing Floral Embroidered Metallic Detailings French Nobleman Costume Free Lace Jabots & Cuffs
This 18th Century vintage costume for men is inspired from the magical Venical Carnival & Late Baroque fashion. The costume can become the zest of any carnival or themed festival and can also be a perfect costume for wedding groom.
This 3Pc court suit include: •Red velvet justaucorps embellished with Victorian floral embroidery & metal button detailing •Off white paisley print vest embellished with Victorian floral embroidery & have metal buttons closure •Red velvet Breeches with floral embroidery on bottom & metal button detailings & closure •Laced jabots & cuffs
Features: •Intricate embroidered •Lightweight •Soft & Breathable •Comfortable wearing in all seasons
Material & Caring: •Premium Velvet & Eco friendly material •Dry Clean •Dry on low heat or hang to dry for best result
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delicate-sketch · 3 months
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Carnevale di Venezia
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Because I think it's a crime Nico being a venetian and having between none to nothing fanarts being extra and wearing a costume
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fiovske · 3 months
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happy secret samol everyone!!
for @esdyre i got to paint Es and Dyre at a masquerade kinda phantom of the opera style with Dyre in a Red Death costume and Es in something of a lavender venetian-inspired masquerade gown. I had so much fun with this! :)
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solanumoph · 2 months
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Collages reflecting my ideas about fashion in Thedas (part 1).
The following references were used:
Ferelden: Fashion of Tudor England
Orlais: French and Venetian fashion
Tevinter: Byzantine and Ottoman costumes
Antiva: Italian Renaissance
Nevarra: Art Nouveau Fashion
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klaunee · 2 months
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Mammon and Adam visit the Carnival of Venice! Design notes below the cut.
Mammon
Mammon is a Harlequin, and the mask he's wearing is a Harlequin mask.
His mask is modified to be more spider-like, with extra eyes and a set of golden chelicerae.
The things atop his mask are modified to look like dollar bills and curved to look like spider legs.
He's carrying a marotte.
His outfit is meant to look like it has a face on the center of it.
His cape is meant to look like spider legs atop a spiderweb.
He's either wearing emerald rings or watermelon ring pops.
Adam
I'm not sure if the thing he's modelled after has a specific name, but if you google "Carnival of Venice man" you'll see lots of men in coats like this! However, I modified it to be long enough to resemble clergyman robes.
Instead of his typical helmet, he's wearing a jester's cap that's been modified to look like it has a golden halo.
Feathers are a staple of Venetian Carnival fashion, so it's no stretch for him to have extra wing accessories made of them. I was inspired by costumes like this one.
His mask is made of paper mache, not LEDs.
He has a pin in the shape of his emblem attached to his jabot.
I only included it as a side option but I thought it'd be cool if he had an optional extra yellow visor on his mask because it makes it look like he has the Eye of Providence on his face.
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