The Edwardian Ball is a curious event that mixes faux 1800’s fashion with Steampunk, producing a magical experience more closely resembling the Hatter’s Tea Party than anything else — so, naturally, we are attending.
Why “Edward”? The Edwardian Ball folks explain thus:
“The Edwardian Ball is an elegant and whimsical celebration of art, music, theatre, fashion, technology, circus, and the beloved creations of the late, great author and illustrator Edward Gorey. Set in a re-imagined “Edwardian Era,” this multi-city, multi-media extravaganza has grown over the past nineteen years from an underground club party into an internationally recognized festival of the arts, now operating with the blessing of The Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.”
That’s cool. But we are here to check out all the costumes and have fun. 😎
Some of the attendees are ill-fitted in their period pieces, and occasionally look dead. Perhaps they are chimney sweeps? Or perhaps just bad at applying make-up? We don’t know.
This being the 1880s, there is no shortage of décolletage. We approve.
Okay, this is getting gratuitous, but still, babes. Amirite?
The Official Edwardian Ball states, “One of the key successes of our event is that we do not have a dress code, no kind of look or fashion is “right” or required. Our only request — and please, this we beseech of you — is that you dress up in some manner, step out of your ordinary life, and join the celebration!”
A very advanced and cultured idea, don’t you agree?
The Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, well, indulge in the celebration. It is always good to have holy people in attendance, in case someone sins. Or wants to sin. 😈
Reminding us that medicine was a bit primitive in the 1880s, this lass nonetheless put on her finest regalia for this event.
If you are going to put your hair up for the evening, really put it UP.
Although this young lady looks healthy, it is important to remember that the people living in the Victorian age had a whopping 100% mortality rate. It is never too early to start cursing your enemies.
She is sitting because this dress weighs almost 15 pounds. Still, she looks damn good in it.
We suspect this is the tailor’s daughter. She will always be able to have new clothes made for her.
I don’t know what this has to do with a raven, and I seriously don’t care.
You are probably thinking, “This is nice. But what about hats?” Well, we’ve got you covered. 😆
Some hats cover heads. Some hats are fashion statements. Some are both, and some are neither.
This fetching lady is of a nautical bent. I suppose, like any pirate, she has booty she’s hiding.
You know, a girl with a hat is just so… Whew. So vogue. —Farmer Ted
We are not sure why goggles are necessary and, even if so, why they are worn on a hat. You’re not even looking at his hat, are you… 😳
Sometimes a hat’s only function is to shield your diode vacuum tube earing. If she put a light bulb in her mouth, I wonder if it would light up…
The Edwardian Ball is not just pretty people and hats. Balls provide a wealth of activities and entertainment for the participants.
On an indoor green, ladies and gentle enjoy a rousing game of croquet, with hoops looking like spiders.
Illustrating the sensibilities of Edwardian times, men and women compete and are ranked together in croquet.
Acrobats high above the ground on trapezes entertain the Edwardian crowds, seemingly oblivious to the perils involved.
As a chantress enchants us with her chanting, a performer riding a hoop swings in the background. That probably happened often in the 1880s.
An Edwardian music video, showing actual footage from the 1880’s, brings to life the feeling of the Belle Époque.
Performers in silken handcuffs gyrate their corsetted midriffs, keeping aloft a pre-invented-in-1958 hula hoop. What an age we live in!
Kitten on the Keys sings bawdy tales of, well, just about everything. We had no idea the 1880s were so ribald.
Some careless person left their steam-powered motorcycle running, filling the room with fumes of steam. I attempted to go for a joy ride, but there was no lady-like way to seat myself without showing my knickers.
If you ever are feeling out-of-time and wish to engage in a bit of mafficking, the Edwardian Ball is the perfect place to relax and be yourself.