I think you missed my point. The motives are no different.
The 15th century woman is going for some entertainment. While she's there, she'll probably splurge and buy something from one of the street hawkers (mulled cider? spiced wine?) and haggle the price down on -- oh -- a spool of embroidery floss died an unusual color, cheap from a vendor she knows is trying to dump his stock before he gets to London.
No doubt the monks copying Illuminated manuscripts are somewhere between amused and horrified at the revelry. Not that there's anything wrong with revelry, but they wonder if anyone knows it's supposed to mean something.
*massages hands, inked in blue and red from drawing birds down the margins of a text*
I'll always be on the side of the monks on this one. The rampant consumerism makes me feel a shade... embarrassed... at America. Like watching a greedy child get everything he wants.
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Date: 2007-11-24 08:41 pm (UTC)The 15th century woman is going for some entertainment. While she's there, she'll probably splurge and buy something from one of the street hawkers (mulled cider? spiced wine?) and haggle the price down on -- oh -- a spool of embroidery floss died an unusual color, cheap from a vendor she knows is trying to dump his stock before he gets to London.
No doubt the monks copying Illuminated manuscripts are somewhere between amused and horrified at the revelry. Not that there's anything wrong with revelry, but they wonder if anyone knows it's supposed to mean something.
*massages hands, inked in blue and red from drawing birds down the margins of a text*
I'll always be on the side of the monks on this one. The rampant consumerism makes me feel a shade... embarrassed... at America. Like watching a greedy child get everything he wants.