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I Think I Left My Brain In Budapest....

The Ramblings Of An Armchair Traveller

Name:
Sally
THE DEFINITION OF SALLY, A.K.A. WOHL_DER_NACHT

Aesthete.
Artist.
Aspiring Decadent.
Semi-professional Charming Eccentric.
Oscar Wilde fanatic.
Prolific but tragically unpublished writer (who, by the way, was writing vampire novels long before Twilight sparkled its way into the limelight, and has a bit of a chip on her shoulder about it).
Hungarian and German musical addict.
Rabid Géza Egyházi fangirl.
Obsessed with Tanz der Vampire, Vámpírok Bálja, Szent István, Phantom of the Opera, and the Czech production of Dracula.
In love with Graf von Krolock (particularly in Hungarian incarnation), and likes to discuss the fact as much as possible.
Jim Steinman fan.
Metaphysical Dandy.
Not a Goth.
Not an emo either.
So individualistic it's scary.
In love with big words.
Unnecessarily garrulous.
Bibliophile.
Didaskaleinophobic but in love with learning.
Vaguely macaronic.
Wears disproportionate quantities of black lace.
Has aspirations to become a Professor of Aesthetics (Oscar Wilde reference joke yay!).
Possesses ardent love of vampires and equally ardent hatred of Twilight.
Reads voraciously and with much enthusiasm: Oscar Wilde, Walter Pater, Virginia Woolf, Honoré de Balzac, Joris-Karl Huysmans, Dostoyveksy, Shakespeare, Plato, Virgil, Aristotle, Ovid, Sappho, Theocritus, Gustave Flaubert, Anne Rice, Dickens, Hardy, Thomas de Quincey, Goethe, Dante, Sappho, Aphra Behn, Mihai Eminescu, Racine, and pretty much anything else she can lay her hands on.
All-time favourite books include Intentions (a.k.a. The Gospel According To St. Oscar), The Renaissance (The Gospel According To St. Walter), Dorian Gray, Illusiones Perdues, A Rebours, The Waves and Crime and Punishment.
Favourite song of all time is Totale Finsternis (in any language).
Most frequently to be found at the theatre, in bookshops, or reclining in her garret with a leatherbound copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets moaning about the pain involved in being an artistic genius.
Has embarrassingly frequent bouts of self-doubt and self-loathing.
Writes at great length about the inconsequential.
Takes nothing seriously except art and the quest for the perfect Krolock actor.
Would like to visit Budapest, Vienna and the 19th century.
Possesses tragic inability to understand modern life and a decidedly bizarre sense of humour.
Is really quite nice. Honest.

"The only way to atone for being occasionally overdressed is to be always absolutely over-educated." ~ The one, the only, Mr. Wilde

"Without my madness, I'd lose my mind." ~ Jim Steinman

"The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius." ~ Mr. Wilde again

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