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Dimitri, Nicholas and Alexei playing with Joy.
🎀🥳Happy 136th birthday Maria Pavlovna Younger🥳🎀
Maria describing her first memories:
"Of my own memories, the first, I am certain, goes back to a day in my fourth year when (around year 1894), standing on the seat of a black leather arm-chair, I was having picture taken. I recall how the starched pleats of my little white dress scratched my arms and how the silk of my sash creaked. My head was of just the same height as the back of the chair on which the photographer had placed me; my feet, clad in pumps with silken pompons, rested on a leopard's skin."
Education of princess, Maria Pavlovna Romanova
Felix Yusupov on Grand Duke Dmitri Pavlovich
During 1912 and 1913 I saw a great deal of the Grand Duke Dmitri Pavlovich, who had just joined the Horse Guards. The Tsar and Tsarina both loved him and looked upon him as a son; he lived at the Alexander Palace and went everywhere with the Tsar. He spent all his free time with me; I saw him almost every day and we took long walks and rides together. Dmitri was extremely attractive: tall, elegant, well-bred, with deep thoughtful eyes, he recalled the portraits of his ancestors. He was all impulses and contradictions; he was both romantic and mystical, and his mind was far from shallow. At the same time, he was very gay and always ready for the wildest escapades. His charm won the hearts of all, but the weakness of his character made him dangerously easy to influence. As I was a few years his senior, I had a certain prestige in his eyes. He was to a certain extent familiar with my "scandalous" life* and considered me interesting and a trifle mysterious. He trusted me and valued my opinion, and be not only confided his inner-most thoughts to me but used to tell me about everything that was happening around him. I thus heard about many grave and even sad events that took place in the Alexander Palace. The Tsar's preference for him aroused a good deal of jealousy and led to some intrigues. For a time, Dmitri's head was turned by success and he became terribly vain. As his senior, I had a good deal of influence over him and sometimes took advantage of this to express my opinion very bluntly. He bore me no grudge and continued to visit my little attic where we used to talk for hours in the friendliest way. Almost every night we took a car and drove to St. Petersburg to have a gay time at restaurants and night clubs and with the gypsies. We would invite artists and musicians to supper with us in a private room; the well-known ballerina Anna Pavlova was often our guest. These wonderful evenings slipped by like dreams and we never went home until dawn. [...] My relations with Dmitri underwent a temporary eclipse. The Tsar and Tsarina, who were aware of the scandalous rumors about my mode of living,* disapproved of our friendship, They ended by forbidding the Grand Duke to see me, and I myself became the object of the most unpleasant supervision. Inspectors of the secret police prowled around our house and followed me like a shadow when I went to St. Petersburg. But Dmitri soon got back his independence. He left the Alexander Palace, went to live in his own palace in St. Petersburg, and asked me to help him with the redecoration of his new home.
*as a young man, Felix Yusupov had many romantic relationships with men and would often attend parties while dressed as a woman. this is presumably what he is referring to here.
source: Lost Splendour by Felix Yusupov, chapter 10
Church Parade of the Life-Guard Finland Regiment
Painting of Church Parade of the Life-Guard Finland Regiment by Boris Mikhailovich Kustodiev, 1906.
Depicted are Nicky holding Alexei, behind him Dmitri, Nikolasha and Vladimir, Konstantin Konstantinovich behind them, and I believe the man to the left is Georgy Mikhailovich. Alix is probably the one in the largest hat in the group of women.
Image source: In the collection of the Hermitage Museum. From book "Nicholas & Alexandra: The Last Imperial Family of Tsarist Russia" p. 39, no. 14.
Olga, Tatiana, Maria and Anastasia with Victoria Battenberg, Elisabeth Feodorovna, and Dimitri Pavlovich. Peterhof, 1909
"Dined with Maud Cunard, a large uninteresting dinner to meet Grand Duke Dmitri – what a thrilling face of charm, melancholy and decadence …. "
Henry "Chips" Channon "The Diaries"
Dmitri Pavlovich's letter to Tatiana Nikolaevna
Dear Tatiana,
Thank you very much for your dear card. I very often recall our time in the Crimea. Have you been on the Standart yet?
Hugs, Dmitri
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I'm not sure that from which year is that letter from, but I would say that 1912-14
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Source: https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1CUe2bL9QY/
Grand Duchess Maria and Grand Duchess Anastasia holding ‘Shvybzik’, 1915.
Shvybzik was a Pomeranian who belonged to Nicholas II’s family. He is first mentioned in their letters at the beginning of 1915. When I first come across this mention, I was very confused as ‘Shvybzik’ is also one of Anastasia’s frequently used nicknames (contrary to popular belief, Shvybzik does not mean Imp in Russian).
“I am now sitting near Mama, at her feet lies Shvybzik. […] The little Shvybzik just made a ‘governor’ on Mama’s carpet, and Anastasia is now training him.”
- Maria to Nicholas II, 5th April 1915
“Right now there is a big commotion. Ortipo [Tatiana’s dog] is scampering around the room, while little Shvybzik is squealing.”
- Grand Duchess Olga to Nicholas, 11th
“Shvybzik was there of course. Viktor Erastovich thinks Shvybzik would make a very good diver.”
- Anastasia to Nicholas, 12th April
“I put Shvybzik on my lap, but he wished to be on the floor. […] Mama is sending Anastasia to bed, while she is in despair [because she] cannot find Shvybzik who is missing in action, everyone is shouting and calling him but he does not come, the bastard. Finally we found him after 10 minutes, we were all looking for him under the sofas. Finally Mama decided to bark and Shvybzik barked in response, and it turned out that he was sitting under the couch at Mama’s, and he was pulled out with a joint effort.”
- Maria to Nicholas, 18th
“Alexei came to our bedroom, and now he is lying on my bed with Anastasia and Shvybzik. […] Shvybzik is squealing, probably he wants to see the Governor-General. He has already done that, and Anastasia ran in with the little shovel from the fireplace and picked it up.”
- 19th
Shvybzik died in 1915, I have not yet found a specific date but after April mentions of him seem to stop. On the 14th June Anastasia wrote: “I miss dear Shvybzik.”
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Empress Alexandra Feodorovna with her children - Grand Duchesses Marie, Tatiana, Anastasia and Olga Romanov and Tsarevich Alexei Romanov on the Catherine Palace stairs in 1907.
HAPPY 139TH BIRTHDAY FELIX YUSUPOV🥳🥳🥳!
"His (Felix Yusupov's) mother exepted a girl. She (Zinaida Yusupova) purchased a pink layette for the baby and made arrangements for a suitable wet nurse and nanny to be hired. Dresses covered with lace and rib-bons, bows for the hair, and tiny patent leather shoes all awaited the arrival of the child. But on 23 March 1887, Zenaide Youssou-pov gave birth to a second son, Felix. To compensate for this, the mother dressed her son as a girl until the age of five, making Felix even more feminine than was usual."
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Why was Dmitri Pavlovich so significant? And what is his relation to Olga? I can't quite put the facts that I know about him together
Dmitri Pavlovich was the first cousin to the last Tsar and for many years he was one of the few Romanovs who were welcomed and much liked by the Imperial family (meaning Nicholas, Alexandra and their children). At one point there were people convinced he would end up marrying Grand Duchess Olga (in age he was much closer to her than to his cousin Tsar), but it is uncertain how far the engagement plans went. Nothing came out of the scenario, most probably because Dmitri fell out of favour because of his lifestyle and later his open enmity with Rasputin. And Olga was not in love with him anyway. His notoriety comes mostly from his involvement with the murder of Rasputin, and post-revolution he was one of the most (if not the most) elligible Romanovs to carry on the dynasty. However, he failed in that, as in pretty much everything in his life. Some people say he was very gifted and he was viewed by most as “the gold boy”, however all the promise came to waste.
Prince Igor Konstantinovich was born on Saturday, May 29/June 10, 1894, at Strelna. He was christened on Tuesday, June 21/July 3, 1894, at Strelna. His godparents included Alexander III; his grandmother Grand Duchess Alexandra Iosifovna; his uncle Grand Duke Dmitri Konstantinovich; Grand Duke Vladimir Alexandrovich; the Grand Duke of Mecklenburg-Schwerin; Princess Eugenia Maximilianovna of Leuchtenberg; Duchess Elsa of Württemberg; Duchess Olga of Württemberg; Prince Peter Alexandrovich of Oldenburg; an his maternal grandmother Princess Auguste of Saxe-Altenburg, Duchess of Saxony.
Igor grew up to be a pleasant, somewhat aimless young man, tall and broad-shouldered, with a chubby face and sparkling eyes. With his brother Konstantin he studied in the Cadet Corps, where he managed to slip through his studies rather than win any laurels. Ballerina Lydia Kyasht later called him “the most irresponsible man I have ever known.” Among his family and friends, he was called “Baby-Boy”, a reflection of his marked immaturity and tendency to let his emotions dictate his behaviour. Wild pranks and loud shouts or guffaws were often followed by fits of temper or bursts of unexpected tears, leaving those around him always on guard against his inability to control his uncertain emotions. His brother Gabriel later recalled that Igor “always seemed to speak in shouts,” and he had trouble keeping his feelings in check. Once, while dining with Nicholas II, Igor loudly interrupted the Emperor and launched into his own conversation. Nicholas, polite though he was, shouted across the table, “I am talking!” and fixed Igor with a stony look. But Igor was unable to stop himself; rather than cease speaking, he became even more excited, explaining in a loud voice that he had not been breathing when he was born, and had to be slapped, and that this accounted for his vocal level.
He cared little about his military obligations and, like his uncle Grand Duke Dmitri Konstantinovich, seemed to be obsessed with horses. He took great pride in his stable, and it was said that when he appeared in the streets of the capital driving his brightly painted troika, strollers paused in admiration. Despite his somewhat peculiar character, Igor was genuinely liked by his relatives, known to be kind-hearted and generous. Ironically for a young man so known for his nearly constant shouting, as he reached maturity he began to suffer from problems with his lungs, and constant illnesses and colds led to pneumonia which eventually prevented regular military service.
Greg King & Penny Wilson: Gilded Prism
One of the best friends of Grand Duke Dmitri Pavlovich - Prince Felix Felixovich Yusupov.
He was born in the Moika Palace in Saint Petersburg. His father was Count Felix Felixovich Sumarokov-Elston and Zinaida Yusupova, his mother, being the last of the Yusupov line, was of Crimean Tatars origin and very wealthy. The Yusupov family, richer than any of the Romanovs, acquired their wealth generations earlier. It included four palaces in Petrograd (St. Petersburg), three palaces in Moscow, 37 estates in different parts of Russia (Kursk, Voronezh and Poltava), coal and iron-ore mines, plants and factories, flour mills and oil fields on the Caspian Sea.
Prince Igor Konstantinovich was born on Saturday, May 29/June 10, 1894, at Strelna. He was christened on Tuesday, June 21/July 3, 1894, at Strelna. His godparents included Alexander III; his grandmother Grand Duchess Alexandra Iosifovna; his uncle Grand Duke Dmitri Konstantinovich; Grand Duke Vladimir Alexandrovich; the Grand Duke of Mecklenburg-Schwerin; Princess Eugenia Maximilianovna of Leuchtenberg; Duchess Elsa of Württemberg; Duchess Olga of Württemberg; Prince Peter Alexandrovich of Oldenburg; an his maternal grandmother Princess Auguste of Saxe-Altenburg, Duchess of Saxony.
Igor grew up to be a pleasant, somewhat aimless young man, tall and broad-shouldered, with a chubby face and sparkling eyes. With his brother Konstantin he studied in the Cadet Corps, where he managed to slip through his studies rather than win any laurels. Ballerina Lydia Kyasht later called him “the most irresponsible man I have ever known.” Among his family and friends, he was called “Baby-Boy”, a reflection of his marked immaturity and tendency to let his emotions dictate his behaviour. Wild pranks and loud shouts or guffaws were often followed by fits of temper or bursts of unexpected tears, leaving those around him always on guard against his inability to control his uncertain emotions. His brother Gabriel later recalled that Igor “always seemed to speak in shouts,” and he had trouble keeping his feelings in check. Once, while dining with Nicholas II, Igor loudly interrupted the Emperor and launched into his own conversation. Nicholas, polite though he was, shouted across the table, “I am talking!” and fixed Igor with a stony look. But Igor was unable to stop himself; rather than cease speaking, he became even more excited, explaining in a loud voice that he had not been breathing when he was born, and had to be slapped, and that this accounted for his vocal level.
He cared little about his military obligations and, like his uncle Grand Duke Dmitri Konstantinovich, seemed to be obsessed with horses. He took great pride in his stable, and it was said that when he appeared in the streets of the capital driving his brightly painted troika, strollers paused in admiration. Despite his somewhat peculiar character, Igor was genuinely liked by his relatives, known to be kind-hearted and generous. Ironically for a young man so known for his nearly constant shouting, as he reached maturity he began to suffer from problems with his lungs, and constant illnesses and colds led to pneumonia which eventually prevented regular military service.
Greg King & Penny Wilson: Gilded Prism
a peasant man and woman dressed for travel, early 19th century
On the day of the wedding (9.2.1914 old calender) , Irina arrived at the Anichkov Palace in a state coach drawn by four white horses.
Her wedding dress was surprisingly modern, reflecting the influence of the current shapeless fashions. Irina had eschewed imperial tradition in favor of style and became the first Romanov bride to adopt twentieth-century dress rather than the more traditional Russian court gown dictated by years of precedent.
Made of white satin, the skirt of her wedding gown fell in soft folds from the dropped waist to form a short train. The flat bodice was lightly ornamented with tiny pearls, as were the long, flowing sleeves.
On her head Felix's wedding gift, a rock-crystal-and-diamond tiara commissioned from Cartier in Paris, anchored a lace veil which had once belonged to Marie Antoinette, and in her hands she carried a small bouquet of lilacs and orchids.
One guest at the wedding later recalled her "severe, almost icon-like beauty. She walked into the chapel on the arm of her uncle the tsar, Felix waited at the altar. Since he did not belong to any military regiment, he wore the uniform only of the nobility-a long black frock coat with gold lapels, white broadcloth trousers, and a ceremonial sword at his left side.
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