Hello my dears!
Some time ago I threw a little contest to celebrate my blog reaching 1500 followers. The only thing you had to do to win was to share with me your story of how you got interested in the Romanovs. I received several stories, and I want to thank you ALL for participating! I read them all carefully and enjoyed them all, some reminded me of my own journey which led me to Russian history. In the end, however, I only have one book to give. Finally, after thinking it all through, I decided to gift it to our very own Magda ( get-on-the-carousel ). As of why, her story cracked me up! I hope she forgives me because I just need to share it with you all:
"To quickly tell you how I got interested in the Romanovs (I think I might have already mentioned that somewhere), I obviously knew about them from school, and I have seen ‘Anastasia’, but what really made me curious was a song… One day, it was in 2009 and I was fresh out of high school, I was casually dancing my butt off to Boney M’s ‘Rasputin’(I loved this song since I was a kid),practicing some intense disco moves,when I suddenly felt the urge to follow the lyrics.I understood not even the half of it,since it was a disco song about Russia,sung in English by a German band. Anyway, what I didn’t understand,I quickly checked online and BAM! I discovered a whole new dimension, the Romanov world! At first I had no idea how much of a bullcrap the text was,but it made me want to read about R. and his supposed craziness(like just this line alone:’He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar/But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar’ wtf???),which lead me to read about NAOTMAA.I got interested and started reading books about them and the rest of the family,then came the Polish Romanov forum and the rest is history!All b/c of one song with a sick beat and the dumbest lyrics :D"
So, dear Magda, please send me through PM your mailing information, and wait for a parcel to arrive!
To everyone else: thank you so much for following me, thank you for participating, and just thank you for being so nice. And no worries. There will be more contests and more books in the future!
That point in a piece of fanfiction where you can tell something embarrassing is about to happen so you start fucking around on tumblr because you’re a huge baby with a crippling overabudance of empathy.
I do this with every media I consume. I pause movies and have to walk around and prepare myself for second-hand embarrassment sometimes.