Fashion disasters....
....rather than fancy dress costumes?

Well, I have a couple - I'll post them one at a time.

As a teenage metalhead I spent a lot of time watching bands in various pubs around Essex. De rigeur attire at the time was black jeans, boots or trainers, and either a suitably paisley/flowered/skulls/no-dad* type shirt or band t-shirt.

Except that I decided to complement this with a jacket. A double-breasted suit jacket, made out of that shiny checked material so beloved of '80s advertising execs. I looked cool, it added an edge to my look, and made me stand out from the crowd.

Until one day my mate Leo, who played at the time in a band called I2I and went on to play bass for Cathedral, looked me up and down and casually enquired "Going clubbing after the gig then?". The throng of people I was standing in chuckled, I didn't know what to say (my swearing skills were much less highly-developed then) and the jacket went in the bin that night.

Apologies for lack of humour - some of the others will be funnier, and if everyone continues to talk about fancy dress I'll post mine too:

Slipknot
Mr T
Moulin Rouge

Watch this space.



*No-dad - as per Jim Davidson: a shirt so hideously patterned the kid must have been saying "no Dad, please don't make me wear that"
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Fri 25 Aug 2006, 11:41, Reply)