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September 23, 2014

Roman Vestal Virgin Hairstyle Recreated

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From NBC News: "For the first time, the hairstyle of the Roman vestal virgins has been re-created on a modern head."

"The vestal virgins were priestesses who guarded the fire of Vesta, the goddess of the hearth, among other sacred tasks. Chosen before puberty and sworn to celibacy, they were free from many of the social rules that limited women in the Roman era. Their braided hairstyle, the 'sini crenes,' symbolized chastity and was known in ancient texts as the oldest hairstyle in Rome."

[via the Wall Street Journal]

September 23, 2014 at 12:01 PM | Permalink


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We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

[Chorus]
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.
But I wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins <------------------------- An awful lot of matching outfits
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed

[Chorus]
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, I'm home on shore leave,
Though in truth we were at sea
So I took her by the looking glass
And forced her to agree
Saying, you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride.
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died

[Chorus]
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

[Chorus]
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
Songwriters: KEITH REID, GARY BROOKER
A Whiter Shade Of Pale lyrics © ESSEX MUSIC INC C/O THE RICHMOND ORGANIZATION

Posted by: 6.02*10^23 | Sep 23, 2014 8:29:42 PM

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