Saturday, 18 December 2010
I've found a few of these fabulous Russian princess type pictures lately and I love them, with their beautiful high headdresses, rich sleeves and loads of pearls. You tend to forget revolutions and real history and think of fairytale princesses, living in huge domed palaces with marbled floors and servants scurrying to their every whim. Thoughts of Past Glories through the whispers of time.
But I wonder what they did with themselves all day?