Spent the Saturday at Wicked Faire, meaning that my Halloween in February quotient was doubled this year. Wicked Faire is unique sort of event, part Renn-faire, part sci-fi convention, part kink workshop. There is an ever-rotating collection of bands and burlesques on multiple stages, a series of adult- and non-adult-themed classes, a broad selection of vendors. The whole thing has a festival feel to it, and you can wander in and out of various distractions to your heart’s content.
I myself saw several performers of note, watched a gorgeous fashion show and learned how to crack a bullwhip.
At one point, I watch a passel of changelings battle a clutch of vampires, a fight which included two unsuccessful stake attempts and some stylish single-bit boffer-ax work. It was one of those rare LARP instances where it was just as much fun to watch as to play in, and I like to believe it was only one chapter of weekend-long saga of good versus evil. Even at gaming cons, LARPs are usually segregated, so it was wonderful to see one out and about. There’s a large amount of leeway given to do one’s own thing at Wicked Faire, whether that be LARPing, drag or just being led around on a leash.
It takes all kinds, as the saying goes.
Despite the Halloween theme, I left my horned mask at home, choosing my steampunk Abolitionist gear instead. I’m glad I did, as the time-topper was a big hit. I also had a pair of teenage ninjas say that I had the best outfit they had ever seen, and I am one to place a ninja’s word of praise above all others.
