Go as an eccentric absent-minded genius, who has therefore forgotten the dress code. Signify this by carrying a completed cryptic crossword. (Buy the paper on Thursday
and Friday - then carry Thursday's completed one.)
Me, I’ve gone out for a meal in a random pub after a day of re-enacting, dressed in full mid-Victorian gear, including crinoline and bonnet.
I’d be straight in the loft digging out my Tudor black gown and ruff as an excuse to go posh as a middle class woman (I usually play peasants).
It's amazing how many decades a sharp suit can cover fancy dress wise. This is yours truly at a 1940s event. The hat was bought for a 1920s-themed Christmas meal, the Rolleiflex and Contax (in the background) are real, and I used them that day.
It's amazing how many decades a sharp suit can cover fancy dress wise. This is yours truly at a 1940s event. The hat was bought for a 1920s-themed Christmas meal, the Rolleiflex and Contax (in the background) are real, and I used them that day.
It's amazing how many decades a sharp suit can cover fancy dress wise. This is yours truly at a 1940s event. The hat was bought for a 1920s-themed Christmas meal, the Rolleiflex and Contax (in the background) are real, and I used them that day.
The last fancy dress event I went to was about ten years ago at a statewide conference dinner, which was themed around the ocean, as we were dining at the National Maritime Museum. Out from Mrs BA's craft stash came card, braid, sequins and ribbon. They were turned into a bicorne hat and suitable decorations resembling a KCB. Add to my dinner suit and I became Sir Joseph Porter KCB. No expense and fitted the theme - although I was missing the retinue of sisters and cousins and aunts!
I learned yesterday that there is a theme: a character from a movie and that money should not be spent on bought costumes. Too late for that now anyway. I’ve now spent far too long looking for ideas online, chatting with my granddaughter (who has discovered how scant my knowledge of movie characters is) and feeling more and more stressed over what should be a happy occasion. And nothing else has got done today. I feel deprived of the opportunity to relax and wear some nice clothes of my choice. At least I think I am now getting a lift, so alcohol can be consumed. I don’t even know what time it starts, for goodness sake.
Finally decided, I am going as Joy Adamson from Born Free.( True story. She raised an orphaned lion cub in Kenya and eventually released it into the wild). Brown trousers, shirt, straw hat. I doubt the younger generation will have heard of her but that’s not my problem.
I’d better write the birthday card now.
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and Friday - then carry Thursday's completed one.)
I’d be straight in the loft digging out my Tudor black gown and ruff as an excuse to go posh as a middle class woman (I usually play peasants).
https://flic.kr/p/2rhD4Bd
Did anyone follow the instructions on your hat?
Funnily enough... yes!
@Sandemaniac - very dapper!
I’d better write the birthday card now.