1860 portrait of the sculptress Elisabet Ney by Friedrich Kaulbach.
According to her wikipedia article:
"Ney […] remained outspoken about women’s roles. She refused to use her husband’s name, often denied she was even married, and once remarked:
Women are fools to be bothered with housework. Look at me: I sleep in a hammock which requires no making up. I break an egg and sip it raw. I make lemonade in a glass, and then rinse it, and my housework is done for the day.
She wore pants and rode her horses astride as men did. She liked to fashion her own clothes, which, in addition to the slacks, included boots and a black artist frock coat.”
I can’t help but stare into her eyes in that portrait.
Also - her dress. Want. The pleats of the skirt (and the outfit is without hoopskirt - yay!), the beautiful bodice with what seems to be fur or velvet bands, the sleeves draping nonchalantly and elegantly around the elbow. Delicious!