Jason and I joined the Visions of History Society on an expedition through the mystifying lands of Hogle Zoo earlier this summer. Like Livingstone before us, we documented the strange and wonderful wildlife we encountered as we hunted for the most exotic finds via a scavenger hunt.

Our explorations ended jubilantly; Jason and I were the first group to succeed in discovering all the necessary treasures. Glory to the Sabins!

Thanks Visions of History for this grand adventure. The world seems ever so extraordinary when you are on an Edwardian safari!

In our lives, balls happen more often than they were ever sought at Netherfield but not more often than they were ever sought by us. Most recently, we attended Old Glory’s Century Masquerade Ball.

The Century Masquerade Ball gave Jason and me an opportunity to gather our gauntlets, don our doublets, and say “hi” to those triplets. Thankfully, our medieval attire did not require me to collect my corset. (I am an outlier amongst time-period proponents- I hate wearing corsets.)

Vintage dances may be an oddly-frequent occurrence in our lives, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have a ball at these balls. Thanks Old Glory for giving us an excuse to display crown and sword and prance unforlorn.

One of my dancing buddies celebrated her birthday recently. She invited me, along with a handful of other elegant ladies, to join her for afternoon tea at the Grand America Hotel dressed in full 1890s fashions. We had a charming time chatting and eating scones ensconced in our puffed sleeves.

Vintage dancing has led to so many valuable friendships and historic historical activities. I am grateful for my prancing pals… and fancy scones.