In honor of Easter I went as a monk to Scarborough Faire.
I wasn't a good monk.
I became a drunk monk.
The staff I'm holding is hollow.
It holds liquids and has a straw.
I was drinking lemonade and Strohs Rum.
Strohs Rum is butterscotch flavored.
And 160 proof!
People expect monks to be holy and good. And catholic! Has no one heard of Druids?
When I bought the robes I was telling a friend about being a monk for faire and she suggested I go on-line and make it official. In fact she "double-dog-dared" me, of course I had to! I went to The Monastery and legally became a Druid Priest. (you can buy any title you'd like; Pope and Saint were too much to live up to though, lol) I can legally perform marriage ceremonies!
Here are some random pictures from the faire:
Iris and Rose
King and Queen
The accordion player was a hottie! The violinist is a friend.