Hey everyone, and thank you Jacquie for having me here today. I’m so excited to be talking about my fun time-travel book, My Super Sweet Sixteenth Century (review here), and highlighting some of the silly stuff I learned while writing it.
First, a quick recap of the book: The main character, Cat Crawford, is a modern-day girl who finds herself sent via gypsy magic back to Renaissance Firenze. Lucky for her, she gets to bring a backpack filled with contraband items from the future.
This was one of my favorite elements of the book because it not only brought about some fun moments within the story, but I had a ton of fun imagining what sorts of things I would bring with me if I had a chance to travel to the past. So, with that in mind, I thought it’d be fun to list my Top 16 things that I think would be essential for any time-traveling chica.
Here’s my list…and I’d LOVE to know what your list would include!
- Toothpaste. Our brands are much better than the homemade sour mixture they concocted, trust me.
- Makeup. There the look is pasty white faces with bright crimson cheeks. Not really feeling it.
- Bubble bath. You have to have some indulgences, and since they didn’t do showers…and didn’t even bathe that often…you’re gonna wanna enjoy bath time when you can.
- Deodorant. Not really something they used. Plus, see bath above.
- iPhone/iPad/iPod. A link to sanity plus it could prove amusing if you choose to share it with any Renaissance folk. Trust me on this.
- Digital camera. You’re gonna want to take pictures of everything to remember it and prove you aren’t crazy once you get back.
- Tons of batteries. Unfortunately, there aren’t going to be any outlets to recharge, or stores to buy more.
- Comfortable shoes. Sixteenth-century footwear? Not so stellar.
- Modern-day fat-suckers to bypass (or so you hope) the horrid corset. Those things are just evil.
- (While we’re on this topic) Clean underwear. Yeah, they didn’t really wear any back in the day. Either embrace the commando or bring some with you.
- Gallon size bag of peanut M&Ms. Snackage is essential, and they tended to have an interesting menu back then. One such item, roasted peacock. No thank you.
- Hand-held motorized fan. No A/C and a bazillion layers isn’t an awesome mix. (see tons of batteries above)
- A history book so you can know what’s happening around you and sound really, really smart
- Bottled water (turns out, they couldn’t drink theirs).
- A couple Cokes, while you’re at it. A girl’s gotta have her caffeine.
- And finally, a tub of Breath mints so you can have minty fresh breath for all the Renaissance hotties running around.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Rachel Harris writes humorous love stories about sassy girls-next-door and the hot guys that make them swoon. Vibrant settings, witty banter, and strong relationships are a staple in each of her books…and kissing. Lots of kissing.
An admitted bookaholic and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romances, and LOVES talking with readers!