Good morrow my frothy tickle-brained apple-johns

Instead of doing dishes, vacuuming, or exercising, my weekend was spent among many merrimen at the Golden Gate Renaissance Festival. The first thing that came to my mind was little girls dressed up as princesses and boys running around with plastic swords – these were my memories when I went to a few of these faires during my childhood. Pleasantly surprised, I found lots of great eye candy and tasty food for us adults. My favorite events: archery practice and watching the Out of Kontrol performances.

I was lucky enough to have a behind-the-scenes view of the festival, thanks to a close friend of mine who works at them. Whether accidentally or not, my boyfriend and I have now been officially introduced into this interesting subculture, having already been invited to upcoming festivals and getting tips of wardrobe. During this “red carpet” view, I observed something very intriguing: a renaissance fair is, in essence, a naughty playground for adults. No, you will not see anyone running around nude, but you will see corsets, leather, chains, and other fetish-esque items. One peak behind the booths and you will find groups full of pervy people in-costume, having a grand ole time.

Maybe it is something about San Francisco, or the idea being dressed up as a wench with a tight corset, but this is some serious fun.

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