The Paris Review - Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review

I remember a woman with a pear nestled between her breasts. That’s what most traumatized my pubescent self the last time I went to a Renaissance Faire, somewhere in Marin County circa 1989. I’m here to report that nothing has changed two decades later at the New York Renaissance Faire: all women are wenches. T-shirts […]

The Paris Review - Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review

The Paris Review - Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review

The Paris Review - Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review

The Paris Review - Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review

Notes From a Renaissance Faire - The Paris Review - The Paris Review