Hi, all! The seven day countdown to the release of The Betrayal of the Blood Lily begins!
There’s just one slight hitch. When the article was posted, the title originally came up as Why I Love Men in Black Tights.
Um… interesting. Not quite the same thing, but I can see the merits of it. To be fair, the article was nearly about Why I Love Men in Knee Breeches (a first cousin of black tights) but it somehow managed to turn into a very dry scholarly discourse on the Long Eighteenth Century and had to be scrapped. (If anyone would like to use it as a sleep aid, it’s still in my files somewhere, along with that paper I wrote on the Regency Crisis of 1810-11 and a historiographical essay on Jacobitism.)
So here’s today’s question: which do you prefer? Men in black masks or men in black tights? (Or knee breeches.)
Since today is Night Jasmine‘s paperback birthday, I’ll be giving away a copy of Night Jasmine the Paperback to one person chosen at random from among the comments.