Fancy Dress
Two words that fill me with dread. Fancy Dress. Some people really get off on this - last party I went to that involved dressing up, one bloke came in a sort of fetish-nazi outfit, all tight black pvc, whips and jackboots.* Which would have been OK but it was a Eurovision party, and he'd come as Austria.
What's the worst costume you've encountered? Or worn? Or been made to wear...
*and no, it wasn't one of them royals
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 20:15)
Two words that fill me with dread. Fancy Dress. Some people really get off on this - last party I went to that involved dressing up, one bloke came in a sort of fetish-nazi outfit, all tight black pvc, whips and jackboots.* Which would have been OK but it was a Eurovision party, and he'd come as Austria.
What's the worst costume you've encountered? Or worn? Or been made to wear...
*and no, it wasn't one of them royals
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 20:15)
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'As offensive as humanly possible'
was the theme of our 2001 new years eve shindiggery. After much mulling, and a total lack of ideas, I spotted my girlfriend's pair of fairy wings. Slapping them on my back, I then declared myself to be the 'aids fairy' to all I met, complete with bags under the eyes, gaunt listless expression, and the manditory 'bergen belsen haircut'. Upon being asked why the fuck I was dressed as some kind of half-arsed thumbellina, I heartily explained 'i turn fruits into vegetables' only to be met with blank incomprehension.
It went down better than the Oliver Cromwell costume another chap wore though, to try and start a fight with any Irish people who might be quaffing guiness out of a brown paper bag in the kitchen, and dancing to their penny flutes.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 22:08, Reply)
was the theme of our 2001 new years eve shindiggery. After much mulling, and a total lack of ideas, I spotted my girlfriend's pair of fairy wings. Slapping them on my back, I then declared myself to be the 'aids fairy' to all I met, complete with bags under the eyes, gaunt listless expression, and the manditory 'bergen belsen haircut'. Upon being asked why the fuck I was dressed as some kind of half-arsed thumbellina, I heartily explained 'i turn fruits into vegetables' only to be met with blank incomprehension.
It went down better than the Oliver Cromwell costume another chap wore though, to try and start a fight with any Irish people who might be quaffing guiness out of a brown paper bag in the kitchen, and dancing to their penny flutes.
( , Thu 12 Jan 2006, 22:08, Reply)
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