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Constance Wilde (nèe Lloyd). Wife of the most wonderful writer of our time, Oscar Wilde. We live happily in Tite Street with our 2 children, Cyril and Vyvyan, although I spend most of my days with them and my mother because my dear husband is as busy as he is succesful. (A roleplaying account. Constance was formely role played on my other account, Bellatrix-is-a-Star)
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athena was literally the sassiest goddess ever
i mean look at this sculpture of her from the louvre
aphrodite begs to differ
Meanwhile, Artemis is all: Fuck you bitches I’m gonna go hunting with my pet deer
And then over here Zeus is just like, “bow down, bitches, I’m naked and the ruler of Olympus.”
well apollo here is just seductively posing with his sultry lyre
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Oh dear, do you think I take Oscar’s words seriously? I would be mad at him all the time and I’d probably hate men. I like flirting with my own husband every once in a while and I’m quite sure you like to do that too.
W.B. Yeats by National Library of Ireland on The Commons on Flickr.
I can’t believe this! Is this really him? Young Billy Yeats, the man who never seemed to grow old?

I guess as long as there have been public theaters there have been assholes in front seats.
And they say I wear big hats.
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Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Philosopher, writer and general Romantic. Look at that stubble.
It was my baby Vyvyan’s birthday last friday.
We had so much fun, even Oscar came home to celebrate for a few hours!
A very cute little boy’s turn of the century jester costume.
This is adorable! Cyril and Vyvyan shall wear something like this tonight, I just decided it.
Woman in Masquerade Costume painted by Frederick H. Kaemmerer circa 1892.