Colette Cameron on Gloves & TRIUMPH AND TREASURE w/ giveaway

Gloves: Fashion and Language in the 1800s.

The well-dressed lady of the 1800s wouldn’t have dreamed of leaving home without a few absolute necessities, one of which was gloves, and she didn’t remove them except if she eating.

I have to confess, I’d always thought they left them on, but think about eating a tasty tea cake and ending up with a stain. Simply not done! Gloves were expensive, so off they came before anything was popped into the mouth.

It was quite scandalous for a gentleman to touch a lady without out his gloves on. No skin-to-skin contact allowed, you know.  Makes you wonder how nearly half the brides in that era were in the family way on their wedding day.

The typical gently-bred lady would own quite an array of gloves: indoor fingerless gloves to stay warm, riding gloves, evening gloves (elbow length and almost always white) suede for archery, and let’s not forget gardening and walking gloves. (I’m picturing gloves trotting along with their thumbs entwined!)

Gloves were frequently made of soft leather, silk, lace, or even crocheted, and some were elaborately decorated.  All right, gaudy is a better description.

I knew that fans had a language, but had no idea gloves did as well.

Biting the tip of a glove meant a lady wanted to be rid of someone, but if she dropped both of them, it meant she loved you. A gloved rolled inside out said she hated you, while tapping her chin with a glove revealed she loved another. There are several more meanings, which I’m sure were as easily recognized then as today’s instant messages or Twitter hashtags.

I do have to ponder, though, if ladies were never supposed to remove their gloves, then how did they manage all the little hints with them?

I remember wearing gloves as a little girl, and as I sit hear typing this, I can see a tiny pair of lace gloves draped on a curio cabinet that were my daughter’s when she was about two.

Did you ever wear gloves?  Why do you think they went out of fashion?

Pictures courtesy of Wikimedia Commons


A disillusioned Scottish gentlewoman.

Angelina Ellsworth once believed in love—before she discovered her husband of mere hours was a slave-trader and already married. To avoid the scandal and disgrace, she escapes to her aunt and uncle’s, the Duke and Duchess of Waterford. When Angelina learns she is with child, she vows she’ll never trust a man again.

A privileged English lord.

Flynn, Earl of Luxmoore, led an enchanted life until his father committed suicide after losing

everything to Waterford in a wager. Stripped of all but his title, Flynn is thrust into the role of marquis as well as provider for his disabled sister and invalid mother. Unable to pay his father’s astronomical gambling loss, Flynn must choose between social or financial ruin.

When the duke suggests he’ll forgive the debt if Flynn marries his niece, Flynn accepts the duke’s proposal. Reluctant to wed a stranger, but willing to do anything to protect her babe and escape the clutches of the madman who still pursues her, Angelina agrees to the union.

Can Flynn and Angelina find happiness and love in a marriage neither wanted, or is the chasm between them insurmountable?


Collette is giving away an ecopy of  one of  her Castle Brides series, winners choice.  Gloves?  Do you wear them?  Have a preference?

Award winning, best-selling author, Collette Cameron, has a BS in Liberal Studies and a Master’s in Teaching. Author of the Castle Brides Series and Highland Heather Romancing a Scot Series, Collette writes Regency and Scottish historicals and makes her home in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and five mini-dachshunds. Mother to three and a self-proclaimed Cadbury Chocolate chocoholic, Collette loves a good joke, inspirational quotes, flowers, trivia, and all things shabby chic. You’ll always find dogs, birds, quirky—sometimes naughty—humor, and a dash of inspiration in her novels.

Her motto for life? You can’t have too much chocolate, too many hugs, or too many


She’s thinking about adding shoes to that list.

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Collette Cameron discusses distractions and writers with giveaway

Distractions-The Bane of Every Writer? Or Is It Just Me?

I like to try to tell myself that I’m a disciplined writer. I get that daily word count in no matter what. My readers are waiting. I can’t disappoint them. Nothing sidetracks me from my focus until the writing is done

Yeah, right. In my fantasy writing utopia.

I can place a bit of blame on blog posts and book reviews I’ve committed to write, but truthfully,  it’s the other distractions that  suck my writing schedule into the vortex of wasted time. Twitter, Facebook, and responding to blog comments can gobble up half an hour before I realize it.

Then the dogs require my attention; there’s an insurance form that needs completing—oh, look at that squirrel hanging upside down from the feeder?

Gotta run and get the camera to take a picture of Ayva (my mini doxie) with her nose stuck in her plastic hamburger.

I grab the camera, and my gaze falls on my den desk. Whoops, forgot to send the nephew his graduation card and check.  So I quickly do that, and while I’m at it, pay a bill or two.  By that time, Ayva’s got the hamburger off her snout, but Lina (hubby’s  lab pup) is running across the backyard with my rubber boot in her mouth.  I charge out the door and grab it from her.

Look at that, the bird feeders are empty. Naturally, I have to fill them. I might as well sweep the patio and porch while I’m at it.  Are those potted herbs a bit dry? Of course they are. I water them.  Hubby forgot to put the lawn and patio chairs and benches back where they belong after mowing. I couldn’t possibly write knowing they aren’t in their proper places.

I finally get back into the house and before dutifully heading to my writing room, put a load of clothes into the dryer and another into the washer.  I notice a cobweb hanging from the cupboard above the dryer; cobweb hunting commences. After an embarrassingly successful venture, I decide to pour a cup of coffee to take upstairs with me. I’m not going to let another thing keep me from my goal of 1000 words today! Did I mention my original goal was between 3000 and 4000 words?

I open the fridge to get some crème brulee creamer.  Drat.  Something dripped on one of the shelves.

And so it goes.

It’s been suggested that perhaps I’m a bit obsessive compulsive and not just a little ADD. I can’t imagine why anyone would suggest such a thing.

The book will get done. . . and so will a myriad of other things.

Collette is giving away a digital copy of THE VISCOUNTS VOW to one (1) lucky commenter.  What, if anything, is it almost impossible to distract you from? Giveaway ends @12am est 9-27-13 with the winner announced shortly thereafter.  Good luck!

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