Julia Strachey and friend, aged about 5 in January 1906 (it must have still been warm in India that time of year especially for the elaborate wigs).
Simon at Stuck in a book is kindly collecting reviews and thoughts on Julia Strachey’s satirical and witty novella Cheerful Weather for the Wedding. Some love it, some don’t! I’m finding the different responses fascinating. It’s a short, sharp interesting read, but, for me, hard to like. In my opinion, Strachey slips between neither being serious enough (though their are similarities to Virginia Woolf’s style in many places) nor frothy enough (there are moments when I wish P. G. Wodehouse could just have taken over, but then how different it would have been). Strachey is a fascinating woman though, and I think her love of the theatrical and exotic might well stem from her first six years as a child in India. The sense of costume and dressing up and facade that is so prevalent in the novel is well captured in these pictures from her childhood all held by The National Portrait Gallery.
January 1906 again in similar (or same?) dress, but swapped wig for bows