Barbarian vs Fairy

My friend, the barbarian queen by night, the fairy queen by day. Or vice versa, you never can tell with these things. And occasionally a duct-tape dummy. Unlike another friend, who is roughly the same size as me, this particular friend is much skinnier and much taller, meaning this duct tape dummy has already saved me a world of trouble and grief.



In normal times, when we dress us, my friend tends to be 'elegant' and 'ladylike' with long sweeping dresses, snoods and demure looks. I wouldn't be at all surprised if she actually were the Lady in the Tower in another lifetime because I have met few people who are more at ease or comfortable in Renaissance style costumes than she is. And I spend a lot of time around SCA people and other reenactors.




This year she has decided to be 'sexy' and has expanded her horizons, first as the Barbarian Queen, complete with daggers and a swagger, which we will have to work on, as well as blue body paint...because we can. :) I'm fairly sure the blue paint is the part we are looking forward to the most.



The second day she will be going as a fairy queen, nicely fluffy but still more revealing and playful than is the norm for her. Oddly, as we age, I think we are getting sillier and more willing to be ridiculous than when we were younger. (Which is saying a lot, because we were pretty damn silly in college.) We don't take ourselves as seriously now and find more enjoyment in the ridiculous. A nice side effect of age, I think.