Friday, October 17, 2008
Tooting their own horn?
Returning to the matter of Faeriecon costumes, horns were also a popular accoutrement (second only to wings). These ranged from discreet bumps on the forehead to massive racks of antlers.
Guys were decked out in horns more often than women, and, in many cases, they were worn with street clothes, making the horns their entire costume.
I'm not sure why horns are so popular. My guesses include sympathy for the devil, a wish to evoke the Horned God, or just because they look cool. [More informed explanations would be quite welcome.]
Unfortunately for these individuals, I primarily associate the wearing of horns with cuckoldry.
And I think that exposure to such a high concentration of horn-bearers has given me an adverse reaction.
Heaven help future horn-clad costumers whom I encounter, because I'm sorely tempted to respond in decidedly unhelpful ways:
- Offering my sympathy, perhaps with a pat on the shoulder
- Praising their courage for coming out and raising awareness about a normally shameful subject
- Asking salacious questions about his wife ("say no more, know whatahmean, nudge nudge?")
To save time on explanations, maybe I should just pass out cards which will encourage them to figure things out for themselves.
Invitations to a cuckold support group, perhaps?
Or maybe I'll just stick to the classical references:
XKCD: Morning Routine
Yes, that's about right:
[Look at the time-stamp, and guess where I'm reading (and writing) this...]
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
YASID: Roanoke fantasy
At Faeriecon, I purchased an art print by Kinuko Craft.
It portrays Queen Elizabeth I, her hand resting upon a globe. London and the waters of the Thames are at her feet, with ships sailing to the Americas at the horizon. The foreground shows shipwrecks and a waterlogged map, and three swans fly across the center of the page.
You can see a shoddy cellphone snapshot of the image to the right.
Ms. Craft said this illustrated a fantasy about the Roanoke disappearances, but she couldn't recall the author or title.
The artwork itself is called "The New World," although that may have no bearing on the title of the story.
I really want to find and read this story, but have exhausted my resources without avail.
Does any of this ring a bell with you?
I'd appreciate any associations you might have.
Thanks in advance.
People are people
Just finished reading Jane Boleyn: the true story of the infamous Lady Rochford.
A minor detail which amused me:
When she was queen, Anne Boleyn had a little dog called "Purquoy"
A footnote explains the name:
As it was customary to give an animal a name relevant to its character, I suspect that Purquoy was really Perky.
Aww. Anne Boleyn had a perky puppy!
Quick review: A good book, but a bit of a slog at the start. The first few chapters spend too much time on geneology, but it soon picks up and has lots of interesting detail. As far as intimate details of important people are concerned, Ken Starr's report has nothing on the excerpts from Henry's divorce proceedings (both of them), George Boleyn's trial, and the Catherine Howard investigation.
Monday, October 13, 2008
I've grown accustomed to her Faes
"I do believe in fairies. I do. I do."
Early Saturday morning, I hopped a flight to Philly and spent the day at Faeriecon, where my father was working has a vendor.
[I enjoyed a gorgeous view from the plane over New Hampshire and Vermont. The trees were a myriad of colors -- some still green, but mostly yellow, orange, and red. It was early enough that morning mists still covered many of the lakes and rivers, and the sky over the horizon was faintly pinkish. I wish I had a camera to show you...]
FaerieCon was... interesting. Felt reminiscent of comic cons -- where the primary focus are the dealers and the chance to walk about in costume -- moreso than the fan-run cons I mostly attend.
Attendees included faeries of all ages and stripes -- from those too young to walk unassisted to older folks with wings on their wheelchairs. I saw goths and green-folk, people clad in crowns and corsets, bikinis and bustles, leather and leaves... [Also, a smattering of steampunk and pirates, though any ninjas were well hidden.] You can get a sense for the scene by browsing Flickr photos.
As NancyButtons says, "Fandom means never having to say, 'But where would I wear that?'"
Honestly, it was all a little much, and by late afternoon I found myself contemplating what kind of costume could possibly subvert the atmosphere.
Not easy, when so many of the costumes seemed like they were trying to be provocative.
At first, I considered an excessively mundane outfit with wings, but that didn't seem sufficient. After all, there were already plenty of people without costumes, wearing their street clothes (myself included).
I considered something punny, like a Fairy Godfather, but that still seemed too twee...
But finally, I hit upon the ideal costume. One which I think could mess with everyone's complacency without being obviously unwelcome:
A burqa, with fairy wings emerging from two slits in the back.
Considering how many of the costumes seem designed to expose as much skin as is legal, I find the mystery of modesty rather appealing.
What do you think?
Keep your eye on the ball!
Papelbon does it again:
Jonathan Papelbon was oblivious enough in the early hours of Saturday that he accidentally threw a record-setting baseball into a garbage can. Then Papelbon, the Red Sox' closer, admonished himself for doing it, dug the ball out of the trash and carefully placed it in his locker.
Folks may remember what he did with the winning ball from the 2007 World Series -- his dog ate it.
Happy Columbus Day
Or, depending on your perspective, Happy Indigenous Peoples' Day.
Whatever you call it, my employer doesn't give the day off, so I'm off to work.
Sunday, October 12, 2008