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Book : The Glitter And The Gold - Consuelo Vanderbilt Balsan

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-Titulo Original : The Glitter And The Gold

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St. Martins Press

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About the Author CONSEULO VANDERBILT BALSAN was born in 1877. She became the Duchess of Marlborough on her marriage in 1895. She died in 1964. She was the author of the memoir The Glitter and the Gold: The American Duchess---in Her Own Words. A new edition of Consuelo Vanderbilt Balsans memoir the story of the real Lady Grantham of Downton AbbeyConsuelo Vanderbilt was young, beautiful, and heir to a vast fortune. She was also in love with an American suitor when her mother chose instead for her to marry an English Duke. She sailed to England as the Duchess of Marlborough in 1895 and took up residence in her new home Blenheim Palace. She was the real American heiress who lived long before Downton Abbeys Lady Grantham arrived.Mme. Balsan is an unsnobbish and amused observer of the intricate hierarchy both upstairs and downstairs and a revealing witness to the glittering balls, huge weekend parties, and major state occasions she attended or hosted chronicling her encounters with every important figure of the day from Queen Victoria, Edward VII and Queen Alexandra to Tsar Nicholas and the young Winston Churchill. The Glitter and the Gold is a richly enjoyable memoir is a revealing portrait of a golden age now being celebrated every week behind the doors of Downton Abbey. Review A woman of poise, beauty, and charm looks back on her life at the very center of the most opulent and aristocratic society of three countries, the United States, Britain, and France . . . and emerges . . . a woman of courage, public spirit refinement, and surprisingly democratic convictions. The New York TimesConsuelo Vanderbilt was the original poor little rich girl. A wonderful account of the glitz and glamour of the Gilded Age and how money really cant buy you love. Daisy Goodwin, author of The American Heiress Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. The Glitter and the GoldThe American Duchess---in Her Own WordsBy Consuelo Vanderbilt BalsanSt. Martins PressCopyright © 2012 Consuelo Vanderbilt BalsanAll right reserved.ISBN: 9781250017185Glitter and the Gold, The1The World of My YouthIN TRYING to recount events that have influenced my life, it is humiliating to find that I remember very little of my childhood. Watching my great-grandchild Serena Russell at play, so sure of herself, even at the age of three, I wonder if, when she reaches my age, she also will have forgotten events that now appear important to her. That we are both in America - she the child of my granddaughter Sarah Spencer-Churchill, who married an American, and I the wife of a Frenchman - is due to World War II, and to events little anticipated at the turn of the century when I left my native land.Memories of myself at Serenas age recall a picture painted by Carolus Duran of a little girl against a tall red curtain. She is wearing a red velvet dress with a square decollete outlined with Venetian lace. A cloud of dark hair surrounds a small oval face, out of which enormous dark eyes (much bigger than they were) look out from under arched brows. A pert little nose and dimples accentuate the mischievous smile. There is something vital and disturbing in that small figure tightly grasping a bunch of roses in each fist. You were un vrai petit diable, and only kept still when I played the organ in my studio! Carolus Duran exclaimed, when again he painted me, this time at seventeen. The second portrait was a very different affair from the first, for the red curtain which had become his traditional background was at my mothers request replaced by a classic landscape in the English eighteenth-century style, and I am seen a tall figure in white descending a flight of steps. For my mother, having decided, in the fashion not uncommon at the time, to marry me either to the man who did become my husband or to his cousin- generously allowing me the choice of alternatives - wished my portrait to bear comparison with t
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