This, fantasy and theater and a love for dressing up, led to LARP. I started LARPing at 17, in an "alternative medieval" setting. This meant that the technological level of the setting was roughly medieval and that the clothes were inspired by twelfth and thirteenth century fashions. That meant I had to learn how to sew. I already had the basics down, as I had loved the textile crafts-classes in school and done very well, but learning how to sew medieval-ish clothes, and finding materials that wouldn't leave me flat broke was something new. This lead to a LOT of linen, linen/cotton and wool/polyester dresses. They all looked ok (apart from my first two dresses, but we don't talk about those), but they were far from historically correct. I had gores in contrasting colours. I didn't cover my head. I had visibly machine-sewn hems. I wore a lot of fairly bright green (and blue, one of those first two dresses was a lovely dark cerulean), while playing a farmer's daughter. I only wore one layer. It was all a bit of a mess, but I had So Much Fun. I learned how to manipulate a basic four-pieces-and-gores-and-sleeves pattern into a lot of different shapes, managing to make elven court gowns and ranger tunics. I broke my mom's sewing machine, so for my eighteenth birthday my parents bought me a machine of my own. I still have it, it still sews 10 layers of linen if I use a thick needle and sew slowly and it is made of cast iron and awesomeness.
Aaanyway. LARPing where I'm from was, for practical reasons, as there's hardly any people here, a fairly small hobby. The most closely related hobby was the SCA. The local group (Shire of Frostheim) consisted of about 60% LARPers anyway, so it was an easy transfer, especially once Frostheim started running a demo-event in collaboration with some of the local LARP-clubs at an outdoor museum. For a few years, this was the only SCA event I'd go to, mostly because I was still young and poor and I live here (the blue line is roughly the Arctic Circle):
That arrow basically points to Really Fucking Far North. Most of the population of Sweden lives in the southern half of the country, so going to events other than the local ones was pretty expensive for a 18-20-year-old who either was still in school, worked part time or was at university. I had been involved in LARP/SCA for something like five years before I went to a Big Event (the Medieval Week in Visby, Gotland). Sadly, that is still the only southern event I've been to (I was at university for a really long time, summers were spent working), but our local little demo has grown to a fairly sizeable demo (1000 guests/day for four days, webpage is www.medeltidsdagar.se).
My closet has grown, and my skills as a costumer as well, especially since I started making early Italian Renaissance. I have a sewing room in our flat (thank heavens for cheap rents and a Husband Elect with good employment prospects), more fabric in my stash than what is reasonable, and with the explosion of the internet as a research-and-community-tool, SCA on the edge of the known world becomes more and more fun.
Aaanyway. LARPing where I'm from was, for practical reasons, as there's hardly any people here, a fairly small hobby. The most closely related hobby was the SCA. The local group (Shire of Frostheim) consisted of about 60% LARPers anyway, so it was an easy transfer, especially once Frostheim started running a demo-event in collaboration with some of the local LARP-clubs at an outdoor museum. For a few years, this was the only SCA event I'd go to, mostly because I was still young and poor and I live here (the blue line is roughly the Arctic Circle):
That arrow basically points to Really Fucking Far North. Most of the population of Sweden lives in the southern half of the country, so going to events other than the local ones was pretty expensive for a 18-20-year-old who either was still in school, worked part time or was at university. I had been involved in LARP/SCA for something like five years before I went to a Big Event (the Medieval Week in Visby, Gotland). Sadly, that is still the only southern event I've been to (I was at university for a really long time, summers were spent working), but our local little demo has grown to a fairly sizeable demo (1000 guests/day for four days, webpage is www.medeltidsdagar.se).
My closet has grown, and my skills as a costumer as well, especially since I started making early Italian Renaissance. I have a sewing room in our flat (thank heavens for cheap rents and a Husband Elect with good employment prospects), more fabric in my stash than what is reasonable, and with the explosion of the internet as a research-and-community-tool, SCA on the edge of the known world becomes more and more fun.