Shake off thy winter plague and emerge from thy hovel for a night of courtly nonsense, historically inaccurate merriment, and beverages served in vessels that may or may not be goblets (depends on budget).Attire thyself in whatever approximation of the Middle Ages thy closet or local thrift store can conjure: knights, princesses, witches, dragons, or some tragic hybrid of all four. Subtlety is neither required nor recognised by this court. Arrive not in humble garb nor plain attire—for this is no season for modesty. Let thy costume be excessive and wholly committed. The Middle Ages were many things, but restrained they were not.Expect “games” of great honour, foodstuffs of mysterious origin, and the vague promise of prophecy. There will be mashed potatoes. There will be questionable prophecy. There will be glory. Or gout.Costume inspo:<a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://www.pinterest.com/icarxs/spring-solstice-knights-and-princesses-party/wear/">https://www.pinterest.com/icarxs/spring-solstice-knights-and-princesses-party/wear</a>