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Rotating Disembodied Head asks: Have you spent 10,000 man hours recreating a costume of a minor character from Star Trek to wear at conventions or merely turned up at a party buck-naked and sporting a mouthful of custard which you spit out on demand and declare yourself to be a zit? Tales of the old dressing up box, fancy dress parties and stealing panties off next door's line. Said too much.

(, Thu 25 Oct 2012, 12:37)
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Clubbing in fancy dress
Years back I went to a valentine club night. Traditionally the club night is always themed, and even though I had gone there many times before; I had never actually partaken in fancy dress.

Picking a costume was quite tricky, I decided on a Vampire costume, as I couldn't think of anything more romantic than sucking on a virgins neck. Maybe not the best of choices but that's the decision I had made. My brother and his fiancée were going too, dressed up as Zorro and Zorro's bird.

I spent quite a bit of time getting the costume, skull topped cane, cloak, top hat, fake vampire teeth etc etc. I was sure it would be good fun, regardless of looking like a complete spaz (or someone that's trying too hard... or both).

The night came and of course nights like those are normally accompanied by stimulants of one kind or another. We got changed, called our cab, chewed some pills and took off, not literally of course. Completely buzzing on the way we were really looking forward to it, nights at that club are always great so taking part should make it a bit more fun, in theory anyway.

Except... arriving at the club whilst caned out of our minds, we stood in a very boring and plain looking queue, no one else dressed up, the instant comedown was quite unexpected. We stood there feeling like idiots, but thankfully we were allowed in first because we had made an effort.

I went straight onto the dance floor and was shortly followed by an awesome looking lass dressed up in some kind of kinky dominatrix outfit, and she was pretty damn fit, could definitely dance that's for sure. We danced for a good hour or so before I decided I needed a piss and more drugs (as you do), I went to the loo and on my back some dude on huge stilts got in my way, I looked up tipped my hat and let him past. Unfortunately that turned out to be the wrong thing to do as little dominatrix lassy thought that made me gay and stormed off in a huff. Meh! She kept her distance the rest of the night.

It turned out everyone else decided to change once they got in the club, so more costumes appeared as the night went on, mainly consisting of pink items of clothing, very original.

I won't be doing fancy dress again...
(, Thu 1 Nov 2012, 14:21, Reply)

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