Strawberry costume is sold out, few leeks are still hanging on the bar. On this weekend the foolish hustle and bustle slowly, but unstoppably increases to its climax, until on Ash Wednesday everything is over again. We are in a celebratory mood, what still needs to be clarified is the question of disguise. As a garbage bag again? Does last year's meat costume still fit? So shortly before Rosenmontag we want to dance at every wedding and appear as original as possible.
If the vegetables have already been grazed, but the sailors and cowboys are out of the question for obvious reasons, something else has to come: Why don't we go as famous Frankfurters? We are not talking here about Petra Roth and Lord Mayor Peter Feldmann, nor about Markus Frank, Head of the Department of Economic Affairs, or Sarah Sorge, Head of the Department of Education. No, glorious but deceased personalities would be an option. When choosing the person we should of course first of all consider the epoch. Because: Epoch=Costume! Elaborate costume probably means borrow. Everything else, however, can be improvised by one's own means. We would have a quick offer:
1. Maria Sybilla Merian. The beautiful travel magazine is named after her. The painter and acknowledged natural scientist lived in Frankfurt in the 17th century as well as in Holland. Hairstyle? Simply turn everything on its head into small parallel sausages, which tie a bun in the back. Merian is considered a leader in insect research, especially for the butterfly. So why not hang some wings? The age was shaped by the opulent rococo and the lace scarves of Mozart. At the moment puff sleeves are on the rise again. So put together a voluminous top paired with a wide, long, puffy skirt. Don't forget the wings somewhere later in the evening!
2. Ludwig Landmann. Anyone who regularly drives west on the A66 knows the exit at Rödelheim, which is named after the liberal local politician of the Weimar Republic. At the beginning of the 20th century it was still Victorian and stiff. So stand-up collar and cutaway are the costume of the hour. Will a suit of today's time complain again about the tight ties afterwards? ;-)
3. Theodor Adorno. Philosopher. We indulge in clichés, are carnival after all, and simply decide not to take a shower or change our clothes until Saturday, we borrow the nickel glasses from our cousin, don't greet anybody anymore, because that's why we are brooding over the things of the world.
4. Suzette Gontard. The Hamburg woman died in Frankfurt and is buried in the main cemetery. Unhappily married, she preferred to write letters to the poet Franz Hölderlin with him in amorous fantasies. Hölderin, who was employed as a teacher in her household, returned the affection. But happiness did not have a happy ending. With this costume a suffering facial expression is therefore a must. Pictures show the lady in a simple dress with a round neckline. Then hide the hair with a wide velvet cloth completely but artistically; almost nunlike and very refined in view of the secret love affair. Possibly still a few feather quills on the turban staple.
5. Leopold Sonnemann. One of the main streets of Ostend is named after him. A busy man. Technically very imaginative, but with some effort for the gentleman connected. Ideal would be a permanent wave à la Minipli at the hairdresser with center parting, a wig probably does it too. Mr. Sonnemann liked it hairy and let his Catweasel beard grow almost up to shoulder height. He was Landmann's contemporary, so he was the same outfit. But to distinguish the costume, just stick a lot of banknotes, book pages and newspaper clippings on it.