Another Bliaut Battle: Why my husband needs to find a new persona before I strangle him with maunche sleeves. (Just kidding.)

I do wear Norman garb, too, even if I don't like to admit it. It's one of those "well, I'm married to one, so I need to look the part sometimes" gigs, much like how he also owns Byzantine garb, to humor me. This post is to help start build content for my Norman Garb … Continue reading Another Bliaut Battle: Why my husband needs to find a new persona before I strangle him with maunche sleeves. (Just kidding.)

Dressing the husband: Variations to the Manazan Cave Tunic

I barely sew men's Byzantine clothing. I know where to look, where to point friends, but for the most part, I personally haven't touched it. My husband is a Norman. He wears riding tunics, and basic linen gored tunics with keyhole necklines. He likes them, and looks good in them. His complexion and appearance echoes Anna … Continue reading Dressing the husband: Variations to the Manazan Cave Tunic

“Protect ya neck!” Or, how Anna learned to hide Gieffrei’s delicate collarbones.

[Yes, the woman who named her site after a VNV Nation song just dropped a Wu Tang reference. Not even sorry.] My husband has a huge head and a normal neck. Those of us who sew know what this means, it means a gaping maw of a neckline that shows off the Norman's delicate ginger … Continue reading “Protect ya neck!” Or, how Anna learned to hide Gieffrei’s delicate collarbones.

Once Upon a Dream: A Foray into the 15th Century

We have an event here in Calafia called Winter Arts. Being that it's one of the few events in the barony where you're indoors, typically, you want some fancy duds.  Back in September, a group of us decided that we would tackle something different, and something different being Burgundian. Now, I don't know about you, … Continue reading Once Upon a Dream: A Foray into the 15th Century