St. Louis, Part 2
One of St. Louis's many odd traditions is the Veiled Prophet Ball (now subsumed by Fair St. Louis). It is essentially a debutante cotillion with singularly disturbing iconography. Within the past 30 years or so, it has transitioned from being outright creepy to merely atavistic.



Photos via the Life archive and the Western Historical Manuscript Collection, University of Missouri-St. Louis.It's purely coincidental that I posted twice this week about debutante cotillions; that each had some diametrically opposed motives at a certain time is especially awkward.
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