Last weekend was Clothier's Seminar in Calontir (and I know it's been a bit since I last talked about my kingdom, so here's
a handy link to my unofficial glossary), and I want to natter about it for a bit before the next event I'm attending washes all the details out of my head.
I attended only a few classes this year, and spent part of the event (as usual) asleep in a corner, so most of the photos of me are from the Walk Through History, which EyfriĆ°r press-ganged me into.
She has good instincts, that one. Bliauts are better in company.
I also need to take posing lessons from her, because the sleeves really are better when you're being silly with them. Such as posing like a vampire/velociraptor.
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It's hard to show side laces when your sleeves are the size of France. Photo by Edward Hauschild. |
I am noticing, much as I love the quantity of fabric involved, that my pleated-on skirt has far more volume at the hips than most medieval depictions of bliauts show. Something to ponder while I percolate ideas for a new iteration.
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My hair has actually gotten long. But I want it longer still. Photo by Edward Hauschild. |
Also on the list of things to make for future: woven ties for my hair. It's time to stop showing up with modern elastics on my braids.
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Smushing the head of the needle was fun. |
Speaking of taking classes, I learned the basics of making metal needles from wire from Ms. Lillian Bowyer, and made a very rough brass needle. It needs more going-over with sandpaper or a very fine file, but it's needle-shaped, and has a nicely centered hole.
Also, I didn't put holes in my sleeves or self or veil or hair or belt or...um...I was not properly dressed for power tools.
See what I mean about the posing?
All joking aside, it was great fun to meet someone else who loves ridiculous clothing, and to chat a bit about the choices we made in constructing our gowns.
All photos in this post have been
very slightly color adjusted, in an attempt to match what my eyes saw
(though the photos are more in-focus), and most have been cropped. Many
many thanks to the photographers who see SCA events through their
viewfinders, and share the results with the populace.
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