I don’t know about you, but I frequently hope for heirs to a cognac fortune to hold my crap while at
the theater Anthropologie.
However, James Whistler’s forgetting my preference of several more gentlemen rushing to my every need, and looking MUCH HAPPIER about it.
Nice try, Theodore Duret! Strong eyebrow, though.
(Whistler exhibited this work at the 1885 Salon, where it was hailed as one of the strongest portraits of Duret. I totally agree; he looks way hotter looking inconvenienced by a broad than standing both shadowed and bespectacled.)