I have a burning question, plus brûlante que l’enfer: what did Rimbaud do to get his hair to look so badass? Gel? Wax? Spit? But not butter, apparently.
“From my ancestors the Gauls I have pale blue eyes, a narrow brain, and awkwardness in competition. I think my clothes are as barbaric as theirs. But I don’t butter my hair.”
“J’ai de mes ancêtres gaulois l’œil bleu blanc, la cervelle étroite, et la maladresse dans la lutte. Je trouve mon habillement aussi barbare que le leur. Mais je ne beurre pas ma chevelure.”
- Arthur Rimbaud, “Une Saison En Enfer”
Muse, I am all yours, And oh! what fabulous loves I dream of.
products people used in the 19th century…