If you’re a vampire fiend and happen to be in Bucharest this summer, check out the exhibition “Dracula – Voivode and Vampire”–but not if you want to keep your darkest fantasies about the notorious Romanian prince Vlad Tepes. Turns out, at least according to the exhibit’ curator, Vlad the Impaler, the inspiration for Bram Stoker’s Count Dracula, was just a regular Medieval prince who was no more brutal than any other powerful Medieval guy. Which, to be fair, is pretty brutal, but still.
So why was Tepes singled out as a monster? Bigotry, apparently: The Western European PR machine painted the Wallachian ruler in such a way that reinforced the notion that Eastern Europeans were evil.
Interesting, but don’t fret! If a quarter of the stories of Vlad’s atrocities are true, he was still pretty monstrous. And, no matter what, he’ll always be known as the guy who set off the original vampire craze.
Even though I left my Gothic lifestyle behind years ago, I still love vampires. Up until recently, I’ve kept this love under wraps, lest I be labeled a total weirdo. However, with the resurgence of vampires in the media (even though it includes Edward Cullen, who is probably the lamest vampire ever), liking vampires is now acceptable. When I heard that my favorite show, True Blood, was renewed for a fourth season, I thought to myself that now is the perfect time to “come out of the coffin” and treat my friends to a vampire-themed party.
The premise is simple: get a bunch of people together, nibble on some snacks (or a fellow partygoer), and watch vampire movies until the sun comes up. If somebody decides to don a pair of fangs or a cape, well, all the better.
Sounds fun, right? So invite some people, make some vampire bite cupcakes, and celebrate all things undead. Who knows, maybe Dracula himself will show.