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English Language | Hardcover | 2013 | 240 pages | 31×24cm
Publisher Flammarion
Author Élisabeth de Feydeau (Author), Alain Baraton (Editor)
ISBN 9782080201423
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Plants, flowers, and trees were Marie-Antoinette’s passion; she transformed the Petit Trianon’s gardens into an enchanted escape from the oppressive shackles of Versailles. Based on archival documents, this book includes descriptions of the cosmetic and medicinal uses of the garden’s plants, anecdotes from the royal court, and watercolors of the herbarium that capture the ambiance of Marie-Antoinette’s reign. The queen’s beloved tuberose, imported from Mexico, was used to ease anxiety but was also considered to have such potent powers in awakening erotic desire that young women were forbidden to walk in tuberose fields at night. Grape leaves were used in a concoction for lightening skin in the fashion of the day, but we also learn that it was thought that a woman’s presence in a wine cellar could spoil the drink. This fascinating reconstruction meanders through Marie-Antoinette’s estate, as the queen herself would have walked it: traversing hyacinths, buttercups, and anemones in the French Gardens, via winding paths in the Anglo-Chinese Gardens, through the conifers of the Belvedere Gardens―where fabulous nocturnal parties were hosted―past the entrancing aromas of the shrubs surrounding the Temple of Love, to the wildflowers of the Garden of Solitude.