Priapus-at-the-gate is one of the greatest VC references we have and it will never not be funny and solemn vow: I will continue to bring it up at every possible applicable opportunity as one of my most sacred duties.
Claudia and I spent years revising Louis’ wardrobe. He knows he is a true ‘winter,’ and that jewel tones flatter his natural coloring. Even in the tatters he seems to prefer, he still adheres somewhat to the color schemes we trained him to choose *winks*
He cares on occasion, and really, when we’re out together somewhere that he needed to dress up for, he makes it look effortless!
“I could hear Lestat in his room, the sound of water splashing from his pitcher. The faint smell of his cologne came and went like the sound of music from the cafe two doors down from us.” – IWTV
Is he shaving? Is he brushing his fangs? Maybe he does have some scruff. He didn’t mention being freshly shaven before Magnus turns him.
ANYWAY….
The women… I dunno! It’s never mentioned! I’ll open it up to everyone. What do y’all think?
Unlike some other male vampires who didn’t have a choice or otherwise weren’t manscaped pre-Dark Gift, I think Lestat did convey to Louis to get himself all cleaned up, bc he planned to be smooching on that face for eternity ❤
Wiki says it’s a “musical genre that enjoyed its peak popularity between 1895 and 1918,″ not sure if Lestat was underground then, convalescing. He did catch up on things when he pulled himself together in TVL.
If it was Armand who likes it, it seems like a guilty pleasure Armand might not want publicly known about himself! It’s not too far #ooc for Armand to like it, really, he does have theatre experience. Under Musical Director de Lenfent’s direction, the TdV probably performed dark comedy that had similarly jaunty music. And murder.
//One of my favorite things is idea of these vampires being on reality shows. Like just in general. But especially like ridiculous ones made up for them specifically. Like:
The Fledgling – 20 gorgeous young people compete to be Lestat de Lioncourt’s next fledgling by trying to win him over with one-on-one dates and their own charming personalities. Including a very special episode where Louis de Pointe du Lac gets to pick the people who get a date with Lestat. Hosted by Daniel Molloy. (Armand bribes the producers to let him into the editing bay and make an entire episode where Lestat rolls around on a bed complaining about the size of his feet and his other inadequacies.)
The Talamasca Files – Follow awkward, can’t-say-no-to-vampires Talamasca Agent Stirling Oliver, as he flagrantly breaks his organization’s #1 Rule (”Do not engage with Lestat!”) and investigates supernatural happenings in New Orleans. Special guest appearances by the Mayfairs.
The Real Vampires of Night Island – Immortality! Eternal youth! Constant drama! Watch vampires lead glamorous, picturesque lives as they navigate their way through a mortal world that hates them for their beauty and riches. Highest rated episode to date: “The Suit.” A red velvet riding jacket disappears from Lestat’s closet and he sets out to find the culprit. (Spoiler alert: it’s Marius. Spoiler alert: That’s all he’s wearing.)
I mean, you know, for example. It’s not like I’ve thought about this a lot…
Armand bribes the producers to let him into the editing bay and make an entire episode where Lestat rolls around on a bed complaining about the size of his feet:
“Seldom did I see my feet in black socks. I knew almost nothing personally about my feet. They looked rather small for the twenty-first century. Bad luck. But six feet was still a good height.”
“And when the night was empty and still, I heard the voices of Interview with the Vampire singing to me, as if they sang from the grave. I read the book over and over. And then in a moment of contemptible anger, I shredded it to bits.”
“… As for the lies he told, the mistakes he made, well, I forgive him his excess of imagination, his bitterness, and his vanity, which was, after all, never very great… But little things like this don’t really matter. He told the tale as he believed it… And why should I bother to tell of the times he came to me in wretched anxiety, begging me never to leave him…”