Today, someone who either really loves or really hates Rufus Sewell cut his eyes out of the Eleventh Hour subway poster I’ve been mooning over for weeks. Rufus’s googly eye is now some vandal’s trophy! *shakes fists at sky*
(You guys, it’s on Thursday. It’s going to be TERRIBLE. I am so excited I can’t even.)
Sure, the online Costume Institute database is a priceless resource for anyone who’s researching historical fiction, but let’s face it, it’s the least they could do after I worked their stupid Gala twice, jeez.
The online database, a little weird but searchable. I have taken the liberty of typing in “court”, which is proven to get the absolute maximum embroidery per result. (I often worry that if I had the money for an 18th-century court suit, I’d just wear the coat out to lunch – then again, if I could afford an 18th-century court suit, I bet I’m having lunch in Paris or something, so that would be fine.)
