In our lives, balls happen more often than they were ever sought at Netherfield but not more often than they were ever sought by us. Most recently, we attended Old Glory’s Century Masquerade Ball.
The Century Masquerade Ball gave Jason and me an opportunity to gather our gauntlets, don our doublets, and say “hi” to those triplets. Thankfully, our medieval attire did not require me to collect my corset. (I am an outlier amongst time-period proponents- I hate wearing corsets.)
Vintage dances may be an oddly-frequent occurrence in our lives, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have a ball at these balls. Thanks Old Glory for giving us an excuse to display crown and sword and prance unforlorn.