In
Georgian and Regency England, if you were an aspiring socialite then Almack's was the place to be seen. It was there
that select ladies might dance with the most eligible bachelors in England , and to
be admitted implied you were a member of the coveted social elite. It could be argued Almack's was a triumph of marketing over
content; the food was stodgy, the drink ( non-alcholic) was nothing special
and yet it was the pinnacle of aspiration for a young lady on the hunt for a husband.
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A ball at Almack's. |
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Petitioners vying to get to attract the attention of Almack's lady patronesses. |
In
order for your name to be put on the list you must be approved by one of six or
seven 'patronesses' - all high-born ladies, of whom Lady Jersey was in command.
Even
once your name was placed on the hallowed list of two thousand members, you could
still be excluded if your behaviour fell below that expected. These seven autocrats met each Monday evening between April
and August to discuss those members whose poor behaviour may cause them to be
barred. Indeed the Duke of Wellington
was once refused entry for being too late (last entry at 11 pm and he arrived
at 11.07 pm) and wearing trousers instead of the regulation knee-breeches and
silk stockings.
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Almack's Assembly Rooms in the 18th century. |
Like
monarchds, you can do no wrong;
But
banished thence on Wednesday night,
By
Jove, you can do nothing right.
Henry Luttrell
Where the original Alamck's once stood... |