One of my New Year's resolutions for 2007 - well, actually the only resolution - is to join the local chapter of the Society for Creative Anachronism.
Each year I say I'm going to do it, and each year something gets in the way. So this year, to ensure that I'd not allow myself to back out I invested in a wardrobe for the upcoming Rennaissance fairs I plan to attend.
To those of you unfamiliar with the SCA, here is a description from the official Web site:
The SCA is an international organization dedicated to researching and
re-creating the arts and skills of pre-17th-century Europe. Our "Known World"
consists of 19 kingdoms, with over 30,000 members residing in countries around
the world. Members, dressed in clothing of the Middle Ages and Renaissance,
attend events which may feature tournaments, arts exhibits, classes, workshops,
dancing, feasts, and more. Our "royalty" hold courts at which they recognize and
honor members for their contributions to the group.
It's Fun for Geeks, if you define Geeks as people who can quote you any line from Monty Python and the Holy Grail and/or watch the LOTR triology - Director's Cut - at least once a month just for fun. My other favorite movie: Excalibur. You know you've watched that one too much when you can recite the Charm of Making. Even medieval spoofs delight me; regular readers may remember my Halloween post in which I quoted another favorite, Army of Darkness.
But I digress. Like I was saying, the SCA is a big organization and members run the gamut, from people who are really, really serious about researching and developing characters and creating accurate period garb to those like me - fantasy buffs who just want to wear a lace-up bodice, flirt with knights and drink mead.
My experiences with SCA'ers so far has been limited to a "knight" who used to show up at all my bird of prey presentations and stay afterwards to talk to me about his experiences making chain mail. At one presentation, he picked up my card and after that started calling me at home. Larry wasn't too thrilled about it, but I assured him that the guy seemed harmless. Later, Larry and I ran into the guy at Wal-Mart, where he was working in the auto parts department. Larry actually thought he was kind of nice, but still weird, which is understandable. You don't meet too many knights who moonlight as Wal-Mart employees.
I don't know if he's still in our local chapter of the SCA. I guess I'll find out at the first meeting. From what I understand, you don't dress up for the first meeting. But when the time comes to dress up I am so ready. A lady who sews garb sewed up this wicked bodice for me and ladies, even if you're not in the SCA I highly recommend you purchase a bodice anyway even if it's just to play Naughty Wench with your Significant Other. There's something about cinching a boned bodice up that's just really, really erotic. It draws the waist in and pushes the boobage up in the most fetching way. Larry, who took these pictures today, warned me to beware randy highwaymen on the way back to the house. If the kids hadn't been around I'd probably still be picking hay out of my hair.
Another great garment is a cloak. I made mine and it was quite a project. It took a full eight yards of fabric. I used a washable suede to make this one and just love the results. So it's not the most functional garment in the world, but function isn't everything. You don't enter the room wearing something like this, you sweep into the room. And the hood, when pulled up, gives the wearer a bit of mystery. See?
*Sigh.* Sometimes I fancy donning my breast-boosting bodice and cloak and just sweeping into the grocery store for a pint of milk or whatever, with no explanation for my outfit. I'd be performing a valuable service; it's a small town, and I'd give the locals something to talk about for weeks.