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frowning and shaking my head while watching downton abbey so everyone knows i don't support classism
Kindred spirits 🍂
something about the way shakespeare's plays are positioned to just barely cover the untold tragedies lurking underneath. lady macbeth knows how tender the babe is that milks her yet the macbeths have no child to pass the crown to. iago mentions that othello saw his own brother shot to pieces by cannons. olivia was planning to grieve her brother for 7 years until she met viola. beatrice knew benedick of old. lady capulet was only fourteen when she gave birth to juliet. it drives me crazy to see all the untold stories peeking out between the lines of the main plot.
BENEDICT & ELOISE BRIDGERTON BRIDGERTON 1.02 – Shock and Delight
Lady Mary in one of the best outfits she wears in the series imho 💛
I have wanted to draw her for the longest time, so here goes ✨
I re-read Pride and Prejudice (likely thing for me to do) over the weekend and this time I was really struck by how Wickham is such a brilliant villain and a master manipulator... I think it would have been very difficult for anyone to not be taken in by him and fully believe his version of events.
The thing about Wickham is he sprinkles just enough of the truth in the narrative he tells Elizabeth in order to make himself believable. In particular, it's such a genius move in the way he uses Elizabeth's family to make her feel closer to him and help her believe the worst about Darcy:
'My father began life in the profession which your uncle, Mr Phillips, appears to do so much credit to—but he gave up everything to be of use to the late Mr Darcy and devoted all his time to the care of the Pemberley property.'
Not only is it impressive the way his mind works—as he is so new to Meryton and thus would only have recently become acquainted with the Phillipses and their connection with Elizabeth's family, yet he still has the presence of mind enough to remember this fact and bring it up at an opportune moment—but I also find it incredible the way that he positions himself alongside Elizabeth's family, as though they are equal in some way and looked down on/used by people like Darcy. When, in actual fact, the Bennets have far more in common with Mr Darcy who, like Mr Bennet, is a gentleman with an annual income in the thousands, which places them far higher up the social pecking order than an attorney/steward.
It's... an incredibly audacious move, and perhaps a little surprising that Wickham pulls it off with such ease. Though, when you remember he's supposed to be the most handsome man in the room with bucketloads of charisma to boot... yeah, I can absolutely understand why Elizabeth overlooks that aspect of his behaviour and wants to think of herself as having things in common with him.
Eloise Bridgerton makes me feel so deeply sad.
that feeling of growing up different, knowing there's something about you that makes you unable to be who people think you should be.
of having people in your life who you think can relate - a best friend, a sister, a brother - but the years go on and one by one they succumb to the traditional life. and you're happy for them, but-
but-
but you're so lonely
and they love you, but they don't understand. they're capable of fitting in in a way you aren't.
and your mum loves you but - does she? does she actually love you, or just the idea of what you could be.
if you were normal.
anyway if Eloise's "happy ending" ends up with her just finding the right man and proving her mother right I will end up on the news
doctor-donnas' 1 Year Downton Abbey Anniversary
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fully sober in the club making nyt connections hamlet! edition. group the four groups of four!
hero in much ado just makes me so sad like the way leonato pulls her aside before claudio’s proposal and is like “if the prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your answer.” like conveniently it works out for her that she actually likes him!!!! that she actually wants to marry him!!! that she would choose him if she had a choice! bc if she didn’t want to marry him idk that anyone would care. good thing she gets a happy ending with him anyway! oh wait
claudio would 100% make an AITA post
AITA for killing my fiancée?
not as bad at it sounds. i (25M) recently got engaged to this awesome girl (23F) who is probably like the sweetest lady that ever i looked on. my friend (31M) set us up and we just immediately hit it off and pretty soon we were talking about getting married. her dad (55M) and cousin (26F) liked me a lot, i got along with them well, everything was going great until a few days before the wedding. my friend’s brother (29M) came to me privately and basically told me that my fiancée was cheating on me. i could not believe this but we went outside her window THE NIGHT BEFORE OUR WEDDING and i saw her making out with some other guy. obviously i was devastated. i didn’t confront her then because i decided to do it at the wedding. i decided everyone needed to know exactly why i wasn’t marrying her. so when the priest asked if i came to marry this girl I said “no” and explained in front of everyone that she had been cheating on me with absolutely zero shame. obviously i was really upset about this and yelling and kind of pushed her to the ground. she was freaking out and said she had no idea what i was talking about but i literally saw her with my own eyes. she kept telling me she did not know what was going on and she was crying and then she passed out. i left. a few days later i run into another friend (28M) and he tells me that my fiancée fucking DIED after i left the church. how was i supposed to know that would happen???? i thought she just passed out!!! he is FURIOUS about this i guess because now he’s dating my fiancée’s cousin (??) and now my fiancée’s dad wants me to marry his niece (??) to make up for what I’ve done??? tbh guys im really lost but i saw what happened!!! she was literally with another guy!! i feel like i wasnt at fault here.
AITA?
NTA
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INFO: did you see her face or just her dress
so I actually couldn’t really see her at all but it was her house and the guy was saying her name so like what else would the situation be. lol. like would my friend’s brother lie to me?
the other day in the groupchat we were talking about how historical fiction will often try to code aristocrat characters as more sympathetic by only having them have a single servant instead of a whole household of staff but instead this just makes them look like an exploitative employer who’s so cheap he would rather pile impossible amounts of labor upon a single guy than hire enough help to actually run his house
Elizabeth Bennet fanart in an art nouveau style - watercolour and ink
Inspired by the ‘95 miniseries design (the only true adaptation yes I will die on this hill)
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to me, Eloise's story is, in many ways, a tragedy. an elegy to girlhood and rebellion. the girl who once said 'suppose I want to fly'. the girl who dressed as Joan of Arc. the girl who spoke of wanting to attend university, of not wanting children, of fairness and the rights of woman. we watch her get cut down smaller and smaller until it feels like what's left is more a shell. not a growing up, but a growing in.
the people who are saying that Eloise falling in love is just a well known trope in this kind of genre miss the point. the ones who say that Eloise can still be a feminist and a mother and wife are missing the point. of course she can. many, many well known feminists are wives and mothers.
but they fought, and continue to fight, for women to be able to choose that path, if they so desire it.
and Eloise doesn't. she does not want the life she is being, inevitably, yanked toward. I'm sure the show will depict her happy. I'm sure the show will depict her fulfilled. I'm sure the show will even say she's the happiest and most fulfilled she's ever been and oh, how silly she ran from this for so long.
but Eloise is more, now, than just a character in Bridgerton. in many ways, she is one of the few characters who has transcended the show. she represents the countless women who put their girlhood dreams of freedom and equality on a shelf, who slowly, ever so slowly, became crushed beneath the boot of patriarchy. who conformed. because otherwise, what is the outcome? there is little choice but to conform. in that slow, dripping, insidious violence so many of us face. what she says does not matter. no one wants to listen. her anger, her sorrow, her flailing against the system she is trapped within- all washed away from her until her rebellion and righteous fighting spirit is bloodless and limp.
the show does to Eloise what the world does to so many women- silences them, and hushes them, and tells them they are wrong. but she's not wrong. she's not wrong for being terrified of childbirth, for not desiring it, especially in a time when it has such a high likelihood of resulting in her death. she's not wrong for raging against being forced to speak only of 'acceptable' things, embroidery and dances and gossip, when other topics are only confined and barred from her because she's a woman, of finding so many women in her life, who are not as enlightened or already crushed or kept in the dark purposefully, frustrating, for wanting to push back against the system she is ensnared inside of, for criticizing it. she's not wrong for pointing out the realities of marriage for women.
women were property. that is the life she lives. upon marrying, she becomes the property of, essentially, a stranger. all she owns, all she is. hardly even a person. why should she not fight against that?
feminists get married. feminists have children. feminists find much joy in these pursuits. but let's not mince words here. historically, what women faced at the hands of their husbands was horrific. and we had no protection from them. there is a reason killing one's abusive husband is such a trope, historically. and people are so fast to point out how feminists can be married and mothers, when many feminists also remain single and childless. but one outcome is considered significantly less acceptable than the other. it isn't that Eloise is in a romantic show and so of course that will be her outcome. it's that Eloise lives in the world she lives in. and Eloise flays it open for us to see how absolutely brutal it is. how cruel. how choiceless. how narrow.
she does not even get to know what sex is. she does not get to go to university. or travel. she does not get to attend rallies or clubs. she does not get to know what she so desperately wants to know. we watch her world collapse in on her, the walls cramping closer and closer. we watch her crumble. give up on her dreams. even her best friend keeps her in the dark after she's married. the female solidarity that Eloise believed them to have in Season 1, that they both would find out how one came to be with child so she could prevent it from happening to her, is gone. Penelope knows. And Penelope does not tell her. her siblings know, and her siblings do not tell her. her brothers get to party and drink and explore themselves, they get to go to beautiful places and learn about them, drop out of school on a whim, have relationships with no permanence, use their money as they please with no one to bar them from doing so. and Eloise?
Eloise gets to comment on the unfairness and then be dismissed and disregarded. Eloise gets to bang her fists against the glass until she tires. Eloise gets to ebb away, piece by piece, chipped at and ignored, until she's quiet. Until she gives up. Until she loses the battle and has no taste for the war. Until she tries to make connection after connection, but is ultimately pushed to the margins, those relationships fraying or thinning. Until she's alone and the only pathway to the world she has left is one in which she marries, puts her girlhood dreams and rebellion forever on a shelf, the way Violet did, and accepts that she's lost. that the fight she fought was always a losing a battle. that there was never any hope of her winning, no matter how ardently she tried.
and you want to tell me that's not heartbreaking?
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