I grew up a Rennie - I tell people I'm a Ren-Kid.... I started going to Faire(s) when I was 11 years old.
My mother makes garb.
She makes all of MY garb.
Momma has RULES
at 11-13 I wore child appropriate gowns
at 14/15 I got to wear more grown up dresses - but - I could not show off even the hint of cleavage, and my sleeves were up ON my shoulders
at 16/17 I could wear tops that showed the barest hint of decolletage, and I could pull my sleeves down to my elbows if I wanted, provided it didn't lower the neckline
at 18 - it was tight bodices, padded-bras, hiked skirts, and bared shoulders - BUT I had to deal with the stares and leering...
at 19.... well at 19 I won a wet bodice contest at the Sea Devil Tavern (TRF) - the prize was a free drink token, that I surrendered to my mom, since I wasn't olde enough to drink - the Pirate in charge of the contest about soiled himself when he over-heard "underage" - we explained "Legal - just not enough to drink"
after I turned 21; all bets are off - old enough to accept or turn down whatever is being offered, and more than capable of defending myself verbally, and if that doesn't work... I'm loud and have friends that work faire
I have one dress that when it was first made (after 21) I kept "coloring, outside the lines"... I had friends on color patrol, they were to let me know that I needed to fix myself, I never actually left my top, but due to the natural phenomenon that one side is larger than the other, that side occasionally heaves higher.... My mother, my seamstress has offered to put a sheer ruffle along the neckline to help conceal - I keep turning her down... I am aware of the situation, but at almost 30 its also my decision to make; I didn't wear the dress all that often to begin with, and now I've got to lose weight to get back into it, and by the time I accomplish that, with any luck, peek-a-boob won't be an issue.
before PICs! get demanded
My mother makes garb.
She makes all of MY garb.
Momma has RULES
at 11-13 I wore child appropriate gowns
at 14/15 I got to wear more grown up dresses - but - I could not show off even the hint of cleavage, and my sleeves were up ON my shoulders
at 16/17 I could wear tops that showed the barest hint of decolletage, and I could pull my sleeves down to my elbows if I wanted, provided it didn't lower the neckline
at 18 - it was tight bodices, padded-bras, hiked skirts, and bared shoulders - BUT I had to deal with the stares and leering...
at 19.... well at 19 I won a wet bodice contest at the Sea Devil Tavern (TRF) - the prize was a free drink token, that I surrendered to my mom, since I wasn't olde enough to drink - the Pirate in charge of the contest about soiled himself when he over-heard "underage" - we explained "Legal - just not enough to drink"
after I turned 21; all bets are off - old enough to accept or turn down whatever is being offered, and more than capable of defending myself verbally, and if that doesn't work... I'm loud and have friends that work faire
I have one dress that when it was first made (after 21) I kept "coloring, outside the lines"... I had friends on color patrol, they were to let me know that I needed to fix myself, I never actually left my top, but due to the natural phenomenon that one side is larger than the other, that side occasionally heaves higher.... My mother, my seamstress has offered to put a sheer ruffle along the neckline to help conceal - I keep turning her down... I am aware of the situation, but at almost 30 its also my decision to make; I didn't wear the dress all that often to begin with, and now I've got to lose weight to get back into it, and by the time I accomplish that, with any luck, peek-a-boob won't be an issue.
before PICs! get demanded
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