The Renaissance Festival essentially has nothing to do with history. And that's okay because historical accuracy isn't the goal. The aim is simply fun. So the Renaissance Festival is a place to embrace whatever you wish. A skirt, a sword, a pet dragon, floral jewelry, wings even? Whatever it is, wear it--it's the place where there are no rules and where play and whimsy rule the day.
Clothing would be enough to entertain me, but it goes further than that. You can make your experience whatever you want it to be. You can just shop--the artisans may pretty much be the same year after year, but there are some great, handmade products. My preferences lie in the tea, amber, and leather. You can get the novelty products, sure, but there are also plenty of things that can make it into your daily life, like silk scarves, earthenware mugs, and jewelry.
Or you can go for shows. Again, the experience you get is completely up to you. You can go just to eat and watch jousting. Or you can look at the schedule ahead of time and hop from one show to the next all day long. There's music and dancing, as well as the acrobatics and comedy and animal shows. Just know what type of thing interests you and you can see what you want and avoid what you don't want. And none of it has to have anything to do with the Renaissance. It's just an excuse to get together and watch whatever it is you've chosen--like with the artisans, there's some good talent in some of these shows that just needs a venue like this to be in.
Walking out at the end of the day, I was sad to think that we were all going to go home and change into our "normal" clothing and go about our regular lives. There's such freedom in being in a giant adult playground. In being whoever you feel like being.
Maybe we can take a bit of that into our daily lives, eh? I'm already someone who dresses a little differently from the crowd--maybe because that's the way I feel like I can be myself easier than saying it out loud. So maybe I can practice a little more of embracing being. Ask me questions and I'll gladly answer them; but otherwise I tend to sit in the sidelines and hope my shadow isn't bothering anyone. I forget that, like the people who might like my outfit at the Renaissance Festival, people in the "outside world" might like to know who I am, what I like, and what I think. So here's to freedom of being.
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