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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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can't say i'm a huge fan of dressing up: i tend to avoid it whenever possible. however:
at college there were about three ridiculous fancy dress evenings a term where people would go and re-live their school discos dancing to chesney hawkes, grease / abba medleys and the inevitable finale of new york new york. i had a paricularly low opinion at these. not only because i don't like large groups of obnoxious drunks, but i also generally worked the bar at them. once upon a time in my first year i had a lapse in foresight and decided to attend on the customer side of the bar. the theme was intergalactic and i thought that for once in my life i might attempt to bring a halt to being a miserable shit and try to join in the fun everyone else was having. however, i couldn't be arsed to walk into town and had to find inspiration from what was in my room. in the end, i ended up taking my underpants draw, which happened to be a plastic watering can graffiteed with mis-spelt radiohead lyrics given to me by someone who has gone on to get a first in fine art from goldsmiths, with a sign round my neck saying "Rigommin Pobihege, Intergalactic Watering Can Salesman". After a few ales and many a confused look from people wrapped in tin foil, i went home and to bed. alone.

oh, and for some reason my better half celebrates hallowe'en with vigour, and held a party which she insisted i dressed up for. i went as a yappy-type-dog because i fucking hate them. i managed this by sellotaping the frilly yellow trimming from a rug onto my cheeks and chin and putting black marker pen on my nose.

and while i'm at it, whilst i was still at school, i went to one as an ordinance survey map by stapling two maps around my person, one on my front and one on my back, both by the end of the evening were really rather ripped. it wasn't entirely accurate as two different maps were used, so the front and back did not correspond. if i were forced to live my life again, i would probably go to the effort of purchasing two like-maps to avoid embarrassment under questioning.

that is all.
(, Fri 13 Jan 2006, 0:10, Reply)

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