Dear Man who attends Renaissance Faires to grope the actors,
You're icky, sir. And I realize that I may be dressed somewhat funny, and I realize that you find my outfit very pleasing to the eye, but come now. Would you want random men groping your sister?
Do I invite your groping? No, sir. I do, in fact, not.
Please back away.
On behalf of all singers and musicians that perform at festivals while dressed in costume: Thanks. Thanks a whole freaking lot. My credit is just *fine* thank you.
I bite my thumb at you, sirs.
Dear People who laugh at me for dressing up like Heidi and singing at such festivals,
I get paid. And I look *fabulous.*
And little girls wish to be me. (It's cool though, parents. I totally warn them away from a life of singing sea shanties while wearing a corset.)
Yours in song,
Dear 22-year-old SCA enactor,
I'm sorry, but we are not "fated to be together" in this lifetime, or the next. My husband is both a history nerd *and* a hottie.
Not, in fact, yours,
So many books...
2 years ago