| L.O.O.P.E.D.
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| Michael |
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| Age: |
| 42 |
| First year of Faire: |
| 1980 |
| First Faire Attended: |
| RPFN |
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| What interested you in faire: |
| I have always been fascinated with costumesÊ and history.Ê The "Living History" aspect of the faires are what drew me there initially and I found the idea of not only researching, constructing, and wearing a costume, but "acting the part" as well very intriguing. |
| Your favorite faire Is/Was: |
| Northern Renaissance Pleasure Faire |
| Your favorite memory of faire is: |
| I have so many, so I'll list an early one and a more recent one:Ê From the very first Faire I attended (Northern) I remember wandering around a little and just being amazed at everything.Ê It was early in the morning and there was mist around and I was walking in a rather secluded area (I did wear a costume at my first Faire) and I came across a lady and a lord in excellent looking period dress (both black and very detailed) and they both bowed to me with a "Good morrow, my lord......".Ê I instinctfully returned the bow and we all went on our separate ways.Ê It was a simple, quiet moment but it was my first real experience with living history and I've been hooked ever since.
More recent, when my Uncle started attending Faire with me because of his interest in our Scottish heritage (Clan Montgomery) -- the first year we went to the Northern Faire together, we wore our kilts.Ê The Montgomery tartan is very distinctive (a deep purple, called the "Montgomery Blue") and we were constantly stopped by people asking what clan our tartan was associated with and everyone that stopped us also commented that it was the most beautiful tartan they had every seen.Ê My Uncle and I stopped counting these flattering comments after about 50, so that was memorable.Ê Okay, one more good memory:Ê The costume I currently wear is not truly Renaissance period, but much earlier (more Medieval, about 1300's to 1400's latest) but it seems to fit in well.Ê The first time I wore it, I was asked by lots of people to pose with them for a picture (mostly by people not in costume).Ê This was also a complement and felt nice, since over the years some of my costumes were hastily (and lazily) put together and most of them basically sucked, so it felt good to get that kind of recognition for my "impression" from the general public.
Okay, I have other (actually many) favorite moments involving Ren Faire Women, but don't want to get into trouble with my wife, so I'll just not share any of those right now! |
| Worst faire memory is: |
| Probably this would have to be back around 1988 or 1989, when I went with my two friends Denis and Greg.Ê We had all been preparing our costumes and stuff for a couple of months and were all looking forward to opening weekend at Northern Faire.Ê But about an hour after we got there, my friend Denis got a major migraine (these run in his family, genetic ones are supposed to be the worst too!) so all he could do was lay under a tree and suffer.Ê We had to leave early that weekend and only me and Greg had any real fun, so that sucked.Ê Also, I guess I should include the year after that, when I had to restrain Denis from kicking the crap out of a gay guy who tried to pick up on him.Ê Me and my friends are all pretty much "live and let live" as far as that stuff goes, but this guy wasn't getting the signal that Denis wasn't "of like persuasion" shall we say.Ê He didn't even get how close he came to really becoming part of history (as in no longer around) because Denis is a forgiving guy except once he is pushed too far, he is an incredibly cruel fighter.Ê Luckily, this guy's friends did get it and got him the hell out of there (smart!). |
| Any favorite faire tales you'd like to share: |
| Okay, I hope this doesn't give the impression that me and my friends are into brawling or anything, but this is by far, my favorite story:Ê My friend Dave was with me and my Uncle at the last Northern Faire I attended.Ê He was wearing the armor I made and had one of my broadswords strapped across his back (this was his second Ren Faire, and the first for him in costume) -- He was making his way down a narrow path in the merchant area way up in the back of the Faire.Ê There was a guy there with his girlfriend (she was very attractive) and this guy was blocking the path completely.Ê As me and Dave (Dave was ahead of me) started down the path, Dave said "Excuse me" and proceeded down the hill.Ê This guy was the macho-jock type and didn't move an inch.Ê Personally, I think he was trying to impress his lady.Ê Dave was forced to try and move around this guy and did the best he could, but as Dave went past him the guy turned to eye-ball Dave (Dave was oblivious to this) and just then the solid oak pommel of the aforementioned broadsword struck this guy solid in the nose.Ê Of course the guy was now pissed off and obviously felt obligated to exibit some good old fashioned male posturing (you know, his girl was there and all) so he yells at Dave "HeyÊ man, why don't you watch where the hell you're going!? -- your stupid sword hit me in the nose, man!" by which Dave simply turned, looked the guy straight in the eyes and said "You should have gotten out of the @#$%@^*#$%in' way then".Ê Needless to say, the guy immediately split, girl in tow.Ê I'm sorry if this sounds cruel, but I can't remember when I've laughed harder than that. |
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