|Fifteenth century. Yes, Really.|
Underwear is a surprisingly tricky subject. You'll often hear that people just didn't wear any, but that wasn't the case. Charles II wore one of the world's first versions of silk boxer shorts to bed--would you expect anything less?--and Pepys' wife, Elizabeth, is noted to have worn "drawers." While it's true that seventeenth century undergarments were a long way off from Victoria's Secret, they were very common and almost always the cleanest thing a person wore. It was extremely difficult to clean many finer items of clothing, and people depended in part on frequent changes of undergarments such as shifts to preserve the more expensive outer layers.
|Fifteenth century tie-on pants, not unlike |
something you might find at Ann Summers.
(Probably used for menstruation.)
"In the Tudor or Stuart concept of hygiene, clean underwear played an important part. The wearing of clean linen next to the skin was considered essential in the 'dirty' centuries. People thought it was dangerous to immerse their bodies in water but perfectly safe to use linen to absorb the body's juices, and then to wash the linen regularly. In fact, a show of brilliant white linen at the collar and cuffs was important to publicise the cleanliness of your body--and. by implication, the purity of your mind."
The brighter the linen, the cleaner the mind. So how did they maintain the extraordinarily bright whites seen in portraits (apart from being kind to their painters)?
That's right, the second U of the day was used a stain remover right up until the twentieth century. Garments were scrubbed with a soap made of lye before the dirt was beaten out of them and they were hung in the sun to dry, ideally over sweet-smelling rosemary or hawthorn bushes. But for tough stains, you couldn't beat urine. Satisfying as it might be, surely just peeing on one's employer's clothes would be too easy. So how was it done?
Lay it all night in urine, the next day rub all the spots in the urine as if you were washing in water; then lay it in more urine another night and then rub it again, and so do till you find they be quite out.
-Hannah Woolley, to get Spots of Ink out of Linen Cloth. 1677
As you can see, sometimes it took quite a lot to do the job. Housemaids would even reserve urine from the house's chamber pots for this specific purpose. Effective as it must have been, I can't help but wonder how much lye and rosemary it took to neutralize the smell.
If that didn't work, there was always perfume.
Perfume, pomanders, and scented washballs, waters, and other cosmetics were extremely popular and available in every scent imaginable from rosewater to civet (a musk from a wild cat). Although Worsley warns us about the perceived dangers of bathing, Sally Pointer assures us that both sexes bathed in scented flower waters regularly, so the situation was probably not as dire as you might imagine.
For a bonus U: Giovanni Battista Moroni's unidentified tailor (1570). This has very little to do with underwear (see caption), but I found him when looking for photos for you and thought you'd earned something pretty to look at after that syphilis post. Is this guy gorgeous or what?
|Notice the pristine white ruffles under his doublet. Someone knows the secret to keeping their whites whiter.|
Lucy Worsley, If Walls Could Talk: I just got a copy of this and it is an entertaining and thorough history of the details of everyday life in Britain throughout the ages. It's a fascinating read for anyone, and invaluable to writers of historical fiction. Be sure to check it out!
Sally Pointer, The Artifice of Beauty: For a complete history of beauty and cosmetics from Egypt onward (including recipes!), you cannot beat this book. I was fortunate enough to get my copy at a museum book store a few years ago when it came out, but now the price has gone way up on Amazon. If you ever happen to stumble across this book in a used bookstore, grab it! You won't regret it!
For a fun, short post with more on the subject of women's underwear, check out Crafty Manolo's Victoria Had a Secret in the Fifteenth Century