I think I will do a bit of research on the clothing. The Rennaissance was a fairly long period of time, so I would think that the clothing would be different from era to era, and country to country.
used to go to the fairs. it was fun.
sure glad you bought it up. got one going on now and I had forgotten it.
I really dont think the actually follow the proper time frames. In ours there was a lot of Fairies.....the kind with wings haha.
Don't tell that to our mutual friend, Espirit, about the fairies.
Marti you are very naughty and no I will certainly not......
I like them.....having said that, while they may be SET in Elizabethan England, they do include fantasy also.....I saw Xena at one.....
I even saw that one was held in California City, which is in the Mojave Desert (I did not have the available time to visit) and I did visit one in the desert east of Phoenix.....
One can often drink period alcohol (depends on location obviously).....eat a variety of food (again, depends on location).....listen to truly bawdy songs, not like today, really bawdy and fun.....
Basically a fun day or even fun weekend.....
Oh, I put up a pic of me at a reasonably local one taken this year, in the photos area.
I loved the Ren Fairs....went many times to Tuxedo New York for the festivals...even dressed as a baudy wench and acted out on the stage with some thespians ...while downing some mead there I was attacked by a laree group of bees and nearly had a heart attack...Thank God, my legs were swift in those days and I got away before I was molested beyond recognition.
I do caution you though,
One must never forget how to frolic, sing and bandy about in public.
This year I went to a Writers' group dressed as Rasputin, the mad monk and was called in by a patron or worker at the restaurant as a Terrorist and the local law enforcement officers dropped by to check me out.
That's the last time I'll do that.
In the late '70's, I was a regular at the Society For Creative Anachronism events. My persona was Grevling the Grim. Wore a black Surcoat, bear claw necklace and my "Scramsax" was a 1836 bayonet in a rather nice homemade wooden sheath (still have it).
There was "broadsword fighting" (really rattan "swords"), Mead and Grog by the gallon, bawdy songs, and court intrigue. It was rather novel and fun. As time wore on, a distinct nerdy undercurrent revealed itself and I ultimately drifted away.
