Not having much ELSE exciting to watch, I did indeed continue watching the new Outlander spin-off/prequel, Blood of My Blood (2025), which just had its season finale. I did a deep-dive review of the first two episodes, so now, my thoughts on the remainder of season one. Again, this is set in 1714, right before a Jacobite rising, in the Scottish highlands; and the costumes were designed by Trisha Biggar (Moll Flanders, Da Vinci’s Demons, Ordeal by Innocence, Outlander seasons 5 and 7).
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Having just reread the first BLOOD OF MY BLOOD article as warm-up to the newly-released one, I wanted to come in and point out that Claire’s Mum not looking more 1910s than 1920s in scenes set circa AD 1923 is actually perfectly reasonable.
Consider that real people (especially those on the more modest end of the social spectrum) don’t buy a new outfit every year – and this was especially the case before ‘off the rack’ took on aspects of conspicuous consumption in it’s own right – but instead wear their existing clothing, replacing only those elements that wear out in the process.
So it’s perfectly reasonable for a working mum to be a bit behind the times sartorially, even in the middle classes.
(Also, let’s remember that more than a few people dislike and may actively reject the fashions of the moment, preferring to wear something they’re familiar with and comfortable wearing).
This is, I know, somewhat self-evident to the Frock Flicks ‘ton’ but it still bears keeping in mind.
Also, getting into the second article just released, I deeply resent the vague insinuation that weird fashion statements are the exclusive domain of homosexuals – straights can dress like weirdos too, we’re just slightly less fabulous about it!😄
On a less cantankerous note, I am deeply amused to note the suggestion that Old-Timey people also had their notions about ‘ye olde-timey people’ and how to dress up at a costume party to emulate same.
Truly, history is a little like a set of nesting dolls – so many, many layers going back to the beginning of memory.