I am feeling a little better about the whole gray (grey?) eyes thing this morning. Meghan reminded me that Athena’s eyes were always said to be gray, and I also recall that Sherlock Holmes had gray eyes, as did Tarzan, and a whole slew of fancy Elven folk from Middle Earth. And if nothing else, the Victorians totally have my back:
Intelligence is now regarded as being fully as desirable as beauty and gentleness in the fair sex. To-day, when she is not some mere combination of black hair and yellow eyes, or a huge doll to be dressed and undressed by the lady-novelist, the heroine is a often an intellectual woman, with all the little foibles and inconsistencies of her sex. She is, as Charles Reade wrote of Ellen Terry, “in short, all that is abominable and charming in woman.”
It is therefore not strange that she should have gray eyes. For these are pre-eminently the eyes of intelligence and feeling, which they express equally well. The curious reader may easily verify this statement in the pages of the novelist, who must also be to some extent a physiognomist.
Lippincott’s Monthly Magazine, Volume 62
I knew I liked those guys. Keep on keepin’ on, Victorians! And by “keepin’ on”, I of course mean “quashing any tiny glimmer of sexual liberation upon which you may happen to stumble.” Hooray!
(Yeah, LiveJournal totally got the more interesting entry today. Sorry WordPress.)