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.┬áMy 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.

Queen of the Alligators: The SCA, the Military, and Mental Breakdowns.

We lost Carrie Fisher a year ago today. While Space Mom has little to do with the current Middle Ages, I'm using her activism, as well as the tradition of "feats of strength" on Festivus, on this last day of Saturnalia, to make a difficult post that I've been putting off as part of my … Continue reading Queen of the Alligators: The SCA, the Military, and Mental Breakdowns.