Dressing up is by no means compulsory at White Mischief, but we encourage our partygoers to enter into the spirit of things and in doing so we’ve come across dozens of wonderful vintage clothing emporiums, hair salons, costume hire warehouses and more. So we’re delighted to share the best of London’s costume and vintage scene with you here. Remember, while designer clothes may be expensive, imagination costs nothing and it’s possible to pick up some true style for very little cost at these wonderful locations. Don’t forget to tell them you found out about them on the White Mischief site.Continue Reading
We’ve long recommended Prangsta in our extensive list of costumiers and vintage retailers. Now we’re proud to announce that Prangsta is White Mischief’s preferred rental costumier, offering a 20% discount for White Mischief fans.
We have yet to discover a costume rental company whose outfits are as sumptuous, nor have we found a shop who will spend so much time personalising an outfit to the customer’s precise needs. This isn’t fancy dress, this is make-believe on a grand scale.
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Accordingly I feel duty-bound to spread the word about this opportunity, in case one or more Mischief Makers may want to follow up on it. Note that White Mischief has no connection to the production company or the product being advertised – I am simply the messenger.
ADVERTISER SEEKS STEAMPUNK / VICTORIAN MAKERS AND EXTRAS
AGE – OVER 25
LOCATION – LONDON
Date: 6th MAY from 7am for approx 10-12 hours
FEE: estimated £90 plus reasonable travel expenses (fee may be subject to negotiation depending on what you can offer.)
CONTACT: Jennifer Smith email@example.com (office 0207 851 2000 / mobile 07828 401 826).
Jennifer Smith of production company Rattling Stick is seeking Victorian and Steampunk extras for an advert. The product is Tennent’s lager so to fit with legal restrictions on alcohol marketing the extras must be over 25. Also they are looking for people who make or own large impressive steampunk props, particularly steampunk musical instruments.
Please retweet and rebroadcast this message to your followers as they are seeking a decent number of people.
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Dressing up is not compulsory at White Mischief and we welcome Mischief Makers in every mode of dress from demure to outrageous. But for those of you interested in the Neo-Victorian / Steampunk aesthetic that informs our bigger parties, here is a slideshow of the most astoundingly dressed-up revellers.
Photo credits include: Siberfi, Cory Doctorow, Andrew Smee, Ben Hopper.
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Dressing up is not compulsory at White Mischief but we certainly encourage it. If you’re seeking inspiration, this is the place to be – and at the bottom of this article we have a list of suggested dressup looks.
Our March 27 third birthday extravaganza, “The Great Exhibition”, is based upon the wonders of Victorian science. Our compere is a pith-helmeted colonel; on stage a mad scientist will conduct bolts of lightning through a Tesla coil; in the lobby you’ll meet Hodman and Sally, explorers from Oblivia. Throughout the building there will be Victorian and steampunk works of art.
Be sure to read these relevant articles on our site:
- Steampunk clothing at White Mischief
- The neo-Victorian look
- How to get 20% off costumes from Prangsta
- Our guide to London’s best vintage, second-hand and costume suppliers
Here are some ideas for costumes:
- Top hats / waistcoats / frock coats
- Bustles / corsets / dresses
- Scientists / Engineers
- Remarkable exhibits
- Discoveries from the Empire
- Zoological phenomena
- Prince Albert / Queen Victoria
- HG Wells / Jules Verne
- Businessmen, women and philanthropists
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For those of you who have been asking exactly what steampunk is all about, we’ve pulled out some videos which have the right kind of flavour. Dressing up is not compulsory at White Mischief, though if you do want to get into the spirit of things, the videos within should give you a good many ideas. (With thanks to Brass Goggles)Continue Reading
With White Mischief so heavily inspired by Jules Verne (we’ve had shows entitled “From The Earth To The Moon”, “Journey To The Centre Of The Earth” and “Around The World In 80 Days”, the steampunk aesthetic is one of the dressing-up themes we encourage. (Line-up for June 7 show; details on tickets and group discounts.)
Check after the jump for a magnificent collection of images taken from the last White Mischief show… thank the photographers and congratulate the Mischief-Makers who dressed up in such formidable outfits. We recommend Prangsta as a place from which to hire your steampunk outfit, but our guide to London’s best vintage clothing emporiums and costume rental locations offers many more suggestions.Continue Reading
Dressing up is not by any means compulsory at White Mischief but we encourage it and most revellers usually get into the spirit of things. If you’re seeking inspirations for New Year’s Eve, this is the page for you.
Remember that our dressup partner Prangsta offers a 20% discount for anyone quoting White Mischief.
We have also created this extensive list of costume, vintage, second-hand, hair and make-up providers which should help you make your dressup dreams come true.
Dressup inspirations for New Year’s Eve 1910
Imagine yourself into the era between 1909 and 1910. Work begins on building the mighty cross-Atlantic ship the Titanic. Louis Bleriot makes the first flight across the Channel in a monoplane. The first rugby football match at Twickenham is played. Edward VII dies and George V becomes King of the United Kingdom. Henry Ford sells 10,000 automobiles.
Men, visit this 1910 formalwear guide
For our splendid dinner party and New Year’s Eve ball, we invite you to explore the formalwear of the time, or alternatively any vintagewear from 1900 to 1940:
- Fine dresses
- Frock coats
- Top hats, canes
- Dinner jackets
- Black tie
- Military wear
- Poor 1900s vagrants who have sneaked into the party!
…especially at Halloween, arguably the costume and make-believe highpoint of the year!
To help you along on your creative journey, we have compiled this massive list of London’s best providers of vintagewear, second-hand clothes, make-up, hairstyling, costume rental and steampunk accessories: White Mischief’s recommended dress-up providers.
To get an idea of what other people might come up with, take a look at the many photos from the Halloween party we threw last year, THE HOUSE OF THE SANDMAN:
Dressup inspirations for Le Chateau de Barbe-Bleue:
We recommend you read the original 1697 Charles Perrault story and take a look at the 1867 illustrations from Gustave Dore and the 1875 illustrations from Walter Crane. Visual influence can also be drawn from the silent film Barbe Bleue by George Melies. For Halloween this will be a dark interpretation, drawing upon the decaying ambers and browns of autumn as well, of course, as the deep red of the blood lake in Blue Beard’s chamber.
- Blue Beard himself
- Anything blue at all
- Dripping with gold and jewellery – Blue Beard has given you the keys to all his riches
- Blue Beard’s seventh bride
- Blue Beard’s six wives, or any corpse bride
- Anything involving blood, invoking murder or a loss of virginity
- Guests at a sumptuous ball
- Lords and ladies from the Elizabethan through to Georgian eras
- Keepers of the castle, knights, guards, armourymen and treasury keepers
- Servants of the castle, cooks, maids
- Dashing knight brothers on horseback
- Any Halloween character or theme
- Any vintage theme
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Find within the original Blue Beard story as written by Charles Perrault. If you would prefer to read a shorter version of the story, please check Barbe Bleue abbreviated.
To read more about our October 30 Hallowe’en spectacular “Le Chateau de Barbe-Bleue” or to book tickets, click here.
There was once a man who had fine houses, both in town and country, a deal of silver and gold plate, embroidered furniture, and coaches gilded all over with gold. But this man was so unlucky as to have a blue beard, which made him so frightfully ugly that all the women and girls ran away from him.
One of his neighbors, a lady of quality, had two daughters who were perfect beauties. He desired of her one of them in marriage, leaving to her choice which of the two she would bestow on him. Neither of them would have him, and they sent him backwards and forwards from one to the other, not being able to bear the thoughts of marrying a man who had a blue beard. Adding to their disgust and aversion was the fact that he already had been married to several wives, and nobody knew what had become of them.
Bluebeard, to engage their affection, took them, with their mother and three or four ladies of their acquaintance, with other young people of the neighborhood, to one of his country houses, where they stayed a whole week.
The time was filled with parties, hunting, fishing, dancing, mirth, and feasting. Nobody went to bed, but all passed the night in rallying and joking with each other. In short, everything succeeded so well that the youngest daughter began to think that the man’s beard was not so very blue after all, and that he was a mighty civil gentleman.
As soon as they returned home, the marriage was concluded. About a month afterwards, Bluebeard told his wife that he was obliged to take a country journey for six weeks at least, about affairs of very great consequence. He desired her to divert herself in his absence, to send for her friends and acquaintances, to take them into the country, if she pleased, and to make good cheer wherever she was.
“Here,” said he,” are the keys to the two great wardrobes, wherein I have my best furniture. These are to my silver and gold plate, which is not everyday in use. These open my strongboxes, which hold my money, both gold and silver; these my caskets of jewels. And this is the master key to all my apartments. But as for this little one here, it is the key to the closet at the end of the great hall on the ground floor. Open them all; go into each and every one of them, except that little closet, which I forbid you, and forbid it in such a manner that, if you happen to open it, you may expect my just anger and resentment.”
She promised to observe, very exactly, whatever he had ordered. Then he, after having embraced her, got into his coach and proceeded on his journey.
Her neighbors and good friends did not wait to be sent for by the newly married lady. They were impatient to see all the rich furniture of her house, and had not dared to come while her husband was there, because of his blue beard, which frightened them. They ran through all the rooms, closets, and wardrobes, which were all so fine and rich that they seemed to surpass one another.
After that, they went up into the two great rooms, which contained the best and richest furniture. They could not sufficiently admire the number and beauty of the tapestry, beds, couches, cabinets, stands, tables, and looking glasses, in which you might see yourself from head to foot; some of them were framed with glass, others with silver, plain and gilded, the finest and most magnificent that they had ever seen.
They ceased not to extol and envy the happiness of their friend, who in the meantime in no way diverted herself in looking upon all these rich things, because of the impatience she had to go and open the closet on the ground floor. She was so much pressed by her curiosity that, without considering that it was very uncivil for her to leave her company, she went down a little back staircase, and with such excessive haste that she nearly fell and broke her neck.
Having come to the closet door, she made a stop for some time, thinking about her husband’s orders, and considering what unhappiness might attend her if she was disobedient; but the temptation was so strong that she could not overcome it. She then took the little key, and opened it, trembling. At first she could not see anything plainly, because the windows were shut. After some moments she began to perceive that the floor was all covered over with clotted blood, on which lay the bodies of several dead women, ranged against the walls. (These were all the wives whom Bluebeard had married and murdered, one after another.) She thought she should have died for fear, and the key, which she, pulled out of the lock, fell out of her hand.
After having somewhat recovered her surprise, she picked up the key, locked the door, and went upstairs into her chamber to recover; but she could not, so much was she frightened. Having observed that the key to the closet was stained with blood, she tried two or three times to wipe it off; but the blood would not come out; in vain did she wash it, and even rub it with soap and sand. The blood still remained, for the key was magical and she could never make it quite clean; when the blood was gone off from one side, it came again on the other.
Bluebeard returned from his journey the same evening, saying that he had received letters upon the road, informing him that the affair he went about had concluded to his advantage. His wife did all she could to convince him that she was extremely happy about his speedy return.
The next morning he asked her for the keys, which she gave him, but with such a trembling hand that he easily guessed what had happened.
“What!” said he, “is not the key of my closet among the rest?”
“I must,” said she, “have left it upstairs upon the table.”
“Fail not,” said Bluebeard, “to bring it to me at once.”
After several goings backwards and forwards, she was forced to bring him the key. Bluebeard, having very attentively considered it, said to his wife, “Why is there blood on the key?”
“I do not know,” cried the poor woman, paler than death.
“You do not know!” replied Bluebeard. “I very well know. You went into the closet, did you not? Very well, madam; you shall go back, and take your place among the ladies you saw there.”
Upon this she threw herself at her husband’s feet, and begged his pardon with all the signs of a true repentance, vowing that she would never more be disobedient. She would have melted a rock, so beautiful and sorrowful was she; but Bluebeard had a heart harder than any rock!
“You must die, madam,” said he, “at once.”
“I give you,” replied Bluebeard, “half a quarter of an hour, but not one moment more.”
When she was alone she called out to her sister, and said to her, “Sister Anne” (for that was her name), “go up, I beg you, to the top of the tower, and look if my brothers are not coming. They promised me that they would come today, and if you see them, give them a sign to make haste.”
Her sister Anne went up to the top of the tower, and the poor afflicted wife cried out from time to time, “Anne, sister Anne, do you see anyone coming?”
And sister Anne said, “I see nothing but a cloud of dust in the sun, and the green grass.”
In the meanwhile Bluebeard, holding a great saber in his hand, cried out as loud as he could bawl to his wife, “Come down instantly, or I shall come up to you.”
“One moment longer, if you please,” said his wife; and then she cried out very softly, “Anne, sister Anne, do you see anybody coming?”
And sister Anne answered, “I see nothing but a cloud of dust in the sun, and the green grass.”
“Come down quickly,” cried Bluebeard, “or I will come up to you.”
“I am coming,” answered his wife; and then she cried, “Anne, sister Anne, do you not see anyone coming?”
“I see,” replied sister Anne, “a great cloud of dust approaching us.”
“Alas, no my dear sister, I see a flock of sheep.”
“Will you not come down?” cried Bluebeard.
“One moment longer,” said his wife, and then she cried out, “Anne, sister Anne, do you see nobody coming?”
“I see,” said she, “two horsemen, but they are still a great way off.”
“God be praised,” replied the poor wife joyfully. “They are my brothers. I will make them a sign, as well as I can for them to make haste.”
Then Bluebeard bawled out so loud that he made the whole house tremble. The distressed wife came down, and threw herself at his feet, all in tears, with her hair about her shoulders.
“This means nothing,” said Bluebeard. “You must die!” Then, taking hold of her hair with one hand, and lifting up the sword with the other, he prepared to strike off her head. The poor lady, turning about to him, and looking at him with dying eyes, desired him to afford her one little moment to recollect herself.
“No, no,” said he, “commend yourself to God,” and was just ready to strike.
At this very instant there was such a loud knocking at the gate that Bluebeard made a sudden stop. The gate was opened, and two horsemen entered. Drawing their swords, they ran directly to Bluebeard. He knew them to be his wife’s brothers, one a dragoon, the other a musketeer; so that he ran away immediately to save himself; but the two brothers pursued and overtook him before he could get to the steps of the porch. Then they ran their swords through his body and left him dead. The poor wife was almost as dead as her husband, and had not strength enough to rise and welcome her brothers.
Bluebeard had no heirs, and so his wife became mistress of all his estate. She made use of one part of it to marry her sister Anne to a young gentleman who had loved her a long while; another part to buy captains’ commissions for her brothers, and the rest to marry herself to a very worthy gentleman, who made her forget the ill time she had passed with Bluebeard.
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