Evelyn Nesbit’s court outfit during her wealthy husband’s trial for the murder of her lover Stanford White in 1906. He was convicted to stay briefly at a mental institution. She divorced Thaw in 1915.
Princess Fawzia Fuad of Egypt
She was born on 5 November 1921 Her Sultanic Highness Princess Fawzia bint Fuad at Ras el-Tin Palace in Alexandria, the eldest daughter of Sultan Fuad I of Egypt and Sudan (later King Fuad I), and his second wife, Nazli Sabri. Her maternal great-grandfather was Major-General Muhammad Sharif Pasha, Prime Minister and Minister for Foreign Affairs. She has one brother (King Farouk of Egypt) and 3 sisters (Faiza, Faika, and Fathiya).
Princess Fazia married Mohammad Reza Pahlavi (1919–1980), the Crown Prince of Iran on 16 March 1939. Two years later, the crown prince succeeded his exiled father and was to become the Shah of Iran. The marriage was not a success. After the birth of the couple’s daughter, Queen Fawzia obtained an Egyptian divorce in 1945, whereupon she moved to Cairo. This divorce was first not recognized for several years by Iran, but eventually an official divorce was obtained in Iran, on 17 November 1948, with Queen Fawzia successfully reclaiming her previous distinction of Princess of Egypt as well.
On 28 March 1949, in Cairo, Princess Fawzia married Colonel Ismail Shirin Bey (1919–1994). The couple had two children, one daughter and one son.
Maximilian, duke in Bavaria, father of Kaiserin Elisabeth of Austria, with a lady. I have no clue who she is but some friends who knows about royals says its Sissi herself.
Im not sure, i cant see the resemblance.
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Peter Paul Rubens, Descent from the Cross, vers 1617
The Blessed Virgin and Magdalen were seated at the foot of the Cross; while, on the right-hand side, between the cross of Dismas and that of Jesus, the other women were engaged in preparing the linen, spices, water, sponges, and vases. Cassius also came forward, and related to Abenadar the miraculous cure of his dyes. All were deeply affected, and their hearts overflowing with sorrow and love; but, at the same time, they preserved a solemn silence, and their every movement was full of gravity and reverence…Magdalen gave way unrestrainedly to her sorrow, and neither the presence of so many different persons, nor any other consideration, appeared to distract her from it.
Nicodemus and Joseph placed the ladders behind the Cross, and mounted them, holding in their hands a large sheet, to which three long straps were fastened. They tied the body of Jesus, below the arms and knees, to the tree of the Cross, and secured the arms by pieces of linen placed underneath the hands. Then they drew out the nails, by pushing them from behind with strong pins pressed upon the points. The sacred hands of Jesus were thus not much shaken, and the nails fell easily out of the wounds; for the latter had been made wider bythe weight of the body, which, being now supported bythe cloth, no longer hung on the nails. The lower part of the body, which since our Lord’s death had sunk down on the knees, now rested in a natural position, supported by a sheet fastened above to the arms of the Cross. Whilst Joseph was taking out the nail from the left hand, and then allowing the left arm, supported byits cloth, to fall gently down upon the body, Nicodemus was fastening the right arm of Jesus to that of the Cross, as also the sacred crowned head, which had sunk on the right shoulder. Then he took out the right nail, and having surrounded the arm with its supporting sheet, let it fall gently on to the body. At the same time, the centurion Abenadar, with great difficulty, drew out the large nail which transfixed the feet. Cassius devoutly received the nails, and laid them at the feet of the Blessed Virgin.
- Anne Catherine Emmerich
(photo by Remi Jouan)
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A photochrome print of a cook working a storefront in Istanbul, Turkey, c.1895 (flickr)
This reminds me of current-day India… Memories, memories.
Beautiful video of Chechen female choir, Nur Jovhar, singing “San Daimohk” (My Fatherland).
(Segment from Vincent Moon’s “Nur Zovkhar” film)beautiful :)
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