St. Louis, Part 2
I'm in St. Louis for most of this week.
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.
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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posted by Maija at
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Of course, the one debutante cotillion is WAY different than the other!
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