My main crush has long been the Grand Condé.
So that's who that is!
There is some evidence that I once had a thing about Jean Stafford:
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My main crush has long been the Grand Condé.
Feels so good to finally share little secret that the world!
Nikola Tesla. Good looking, creative and unlike many scientists he worked backwards. He got the idea of what he wanted science to do and then went about proving it could be done. I don't mind his pigeon obsession. I do admit, though the no touching allowed would probably be hard to deal with. But still....
Nikola Tesla. Good looking, creative and unlike many scientists he worked backwards. He got the idea of what he wanted science to do and then went about proving it could be done. I don't mind his pigeon obsession. I do admit, though the no touching allowed would probably be hard to deal with. But still....
Like my ill-advised affection for Patricia Highsmith:
Yeah, I have a bit of a thing for young Patricia Highsmith too!
I've had the most immense crush on the French Revolutionary Louis-Antoine de Saint-Just since childhood. I used to carry a picture of him around in my purse and even considered changing my surname to his. I know he was a DREADFUL person but I can't help it, I'm hooked.
I also love Prince Rupert of the Rhine, Oscar Wilde, Henry V and Lucile Desmoulins. Oh sigh.
I have a crush on a "dreadful" person too- Vlad III Dracula! Although the more I learn about him, the less I think he was truly evil. He was really no worse than some other contemporaries of his time, he just got a back rap from his enemies!
As a kid I had a crush on the portrait of Mozart in our grade school music room (not a good likeness of the historical composer, but striking and attractive enough). I can't find the image, but it made him look a bit rockstar - more pretty and wild than actual portraits of Mozart reveal him to have looked. And, when it came around - yes, I did love the film "Amadeus" for embodying that.
I've had the most immense crush on the French Revolutionary Louis-Antoine de Saint-Just since childhood. I used to carry a picture of him around in my purse and even considered changing my surname to his. I know he was a DREADFUL person but I can't help it, I'm hooked.
I also love Prince Rupert of the Rhine, Oscar Wilde, Henry V and Lucile Desmoulins. Oh sigh.
Lately, I had a little thing for Jan Mydlař, who probably no one has heard of. Sixteenth / seventeenth century executioner from Chrudim in Bohemia, later became master executioner of the Old Town in Prague, after signing up to become executioner (a job you were then stuck with, as the Bohemian executioners were considered outcasts) in order to try and save his girlfriend Dorota from execution. He didn't succeed, but he tried, and was supposedly an unusually honest and decent bloke for someone in his position. And he was rich.
I also have a bit of a thing for Vílem of Rožmberk, who was a courtier of Rudolf II, again sixteenth into early seventeenth century, and an alchemist, but I don't have much of a reason for that one.
Julie D’Aubigny was a 17th-century bisexual French opera singer and fencing master who killed or wounded at least ten men in life-or-death duels, performed nightly shows on the biggest and most highly-respected opera stage in the world, and once took the Holy Orders just so that she could sneak into a convent and shag a nun.
Saint-Just?
Scipio Africanus, the noble Roman general who defeated Hannibal. He was dashing and passionate and devoted and I am determined, one day when I am very old, to publish a novel about him. *happy sigh*