I’ve been reading Georgette heyers books for the last six months or so and they’re just… like yeah girl you go on that carriage chase! You argue with that man you clearly love!! I adore her silly little farces

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I’ve been reading Georgette heyers books for the last six months or so and they’re just… like yeah girl you go on that carriage chase! You argue with that man you clearly love!! I adore her silly little farces

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I read Regency Buck (1935) by Georgette Heyer to start my 2026, and while it's definitely not her best, it does bear the distinction of being the first novel of hers set in the Regency period, which since she's widely considered the "creator" of the genre, technically makes it the first Regency Romance Novel.
I think I could write a really interesting essay about what Heyer was trying to do and why so many of the knock-offs completely miss what the appeal of this genre is to her (and to me.)
When Lord Worth said,
"Unsought, but damnably recurrent."
I felt that.
Title: Regency Buck | Author: Georgette Heyer | Publisher: Arrow (2004)

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Georgette Heyer did extensive historical research in the 1930s to give us:
“She was dressed in a semi-transparent gown of jaconet muslin, made up to the throaf with a treble ruff of pointed lace, and fastened down the back with innumerable little buttons. Her gown ended in a broad embroidered flounce, and on her feet she had lace stockings and yellow kid Roman boots. A lavender chip hat, tied under her chin with long yellow ribands, was placed over a small white stain cap beneath, and she carried a long-handled parasol, and a silk reticule.”
“She joined his lordship again in just a quarter of an hour, having changed her floating muslins for a severely cut habit made of some dark cloth, and a small velvet hat turned up on one side from her clustering gold ringlets, and with a curled feather hanging down on the other.”
“It is of yellow craped muslin, confined at the bosom and down the entire front with knots of green ribbon, and bound round the neck with, I think, three rows of the same. You may imagine how neat! There is a high lace tucker, and ruffles on the sleeves, and a Zephyr cloak to wear with it, made of lace, falling in long points to the feet, with green tassels to finish each point, and a sash round the waist. You could wear your yellow morocco sandals with if, and the pebble ear-rings and necklace, and the beehive bonnet with the long veil.”
And honestly she did not have to go that hard but she DID.
Ah yes, my favourite shipping dynamic: a sarcastic intellectual whose greatest joy in life is annoying people and a stubborn hot-head who's easily wound up.
Regency buck, what an ending!