All said and done, it was a fun event, though looking at her photo set, I am one ugly, ugly person. I'm hoping it's just that I don't take a good photo, and not that I'm really that ugly. I'll need to do some internal readjustment if that's the case.
This is what my extremely irritating ruff looked like:
In return for an aching neck, it managed to stab me a few times with pins (all the pleats are held in place with pins) and flop around, the miserable bastard. The whole outfit, though attractive enough, was in the end a pain - I had to take extra painkillers all day to deal, and the damn thing actually bruised me in places. Wearing Elizabethan is easier if you can sit all day - and while the site was very nice, there was a lack of comfortable seating.
By the way, I judged the scroll competition - feel free to call me names if you feel I unfairly maligned your entry. I'm a big girl, I can take it.
I also entered the mask competition, with documentation (I was the only entrant with documentation) and one very accurate mask, and lost to a fantasy mask. I love the SCA; it takes history so seriously.
The red one is the completely accurate one - I even found 16th century pictures with men wearing masks just like it. The skull is based on descriptions of mummer's masks and some works from Breugel, and the raven mask is a riff on the half-masks worn by Italian Commedia del'Arte performers (yes, I found pictures). It's the least accurate, but it was made for a particular 12th Night ball where Bob, Alan, and I all dressed in black and came as the "Three Ravens".
While I'm very glad I was able to be there for everything, I am sorry I missed going to Plimoth.
And I hate how I look in photographs. I am ugly. The two up above were the best of the lot.
UPDATE: I am suddenly less busy (meeting got cancelled), so I can say some more about the weekend, and thank you all for the nice words. I think it was just a bit of a shock, since I had thought I looked pretty good, despite my hair not working out the way I wanted (I was going to do rats, but an evil cowlick thwarted my plans).
The event was great fun, and I hope we do more 12th Nights in hotels - I simply adore being able to slide up to my room to drop stuff off and rest. And I'm not as bad-tempered about the mask competition as I sound - it was a last-minute decision to enter, and the winning mask was very artistic.
Even the courts were fun - Logan is never going to be a "pomp and circumstance" kind of King, but he was affectionate, funny, and held it together very well, especially considering that half the awards to be given out were no-shows (I'd have been pretty crazed at that point). I enjoyed myself, and I was sitting up front (where the air-conditioning was). I was really impressed by how well he handled most of that. I know he's not the most popular of kings for some people, but he did really well this weekend.
Despite how I felt about myself, Bob looked amazing. Even he, Mr. Oblivious, noticed the women looking. He assumed it was because the coat looked good, and I had to inform him again, that it was because he looked drool-worthy, and everybody's crazy for a sharp dressed man. :)