Reenacting is a fun and rewarding hobby. Whether you portray famous historical figures or your own fictional character, reenacting is a form of time travel for those of us who feel they were born in the wrong era. However, reenacting can be overwhelming and very expensive. I hope through this blog to help those new to the hobby, or even those veteran reenactors, to enjoy reenacting without breaking the bank. Blog posts will address things like developing your character, traditions and etiquette for different time periods, and affordable but accurate clothing options. So step back in time to days gone by...

Monday, March 21, 2011

Grins and Giggles

Ah yes, the troubles and turmoils of modern day travel when attending reenactments a few hours away!
One must travel in her unmentionables (in this case my petticoats) so as to avoid a wrinkled skirt not to mention one must stop along the way for the facilities which make for a good dressing room too:).
So here I am appropriately standing by the trash can, being that I am behaving in such a 'trashy' manner, by walking around in my underskirts!
What is a Victorian lady to do?


  1. OH My! A "FLOOZY" Sighting at the MickyDees!!! (heeheee) But my...what Lovely petty coats!!
    Very Cute Post;-)
    Blessings Linnie

  2. I went to an reenactment once...near Gettysburg. Years ago now, but I LOVED it! I remember the doctor's tent...What a fun hobby!!

  3. are so cute!
    I would imagine you turned some heads!

  4. Oh, that's so funny! I bet people stare because they're seeing a woman in Victorian clothing. Most wouldn't have a clue that it's an underskirt! :-)


  5. I would think women of that time period would have traveling clothes, perhaps a skirt to cover you until you arrived and could change into your dress attire? Of course, your pretty petticoats look like a summer dress and probably no one was the wiser. BTW, did you get any comments?

  6. I once was chastised for this. :D

    Now I wear my whole outfit regardless if the event is 15 hours away--ridiculous, I know.

    I have to fall into the front seat and my boyfriend stuffs me in, buckles me and shuts the door quickly. :D Then I have to lock it to make sure I don't spring out on the freeway.