Things that are beautiful about the people of faire

[Maithu Ruadh]

Aside from the great costumes, I love the lack of inhibition. Especially as one who was wench-walked at my very first faire! I remember when I first walked in the gates at the N.C. Renaissance Faire in Raleigh back in 2000, the first person I saw was a woman garbed as a semi-insane peasant tottering around, muttering to herself and gnawing noisily on a giant turkey leg. I was shocked and delighted at the same time ... I had never seen anything like it. And it still always amuses me, like last year while in full Scottish Jacobite garb (including kilt, waistcoat, coat and bag hose, all in different tartan setts) a woman I was passing fairly close by shouted at the top of her lungs "WEAR MORE TARTAN!" Can't wait for October!