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.
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.
This made me smile.
In addition to having been a mission partner in Kenya I also lived there as a child, not far from Joy Adamson's home in Naivasha. I loved her books.
Hope you enjoyed the party!
Sorry you had all that hassle @Puzzler , glad you found a solution and hope you enjoyed the event. We had a similar thing when away at the weekend. Mr Nen informed me, somewhat last-minute, that the dress code for the dinner on Saturday evening was "loud shirts or outfits." I obsessed over it for a short while, trawling the charity shops, and then realised he has several tasteless shirts in the cupboard that he never wears and I had an outfit I wore some years ago to the Goodwood Revival. As it was, he made his own choice from what he had (of a nice shirt), some people hadn't bothered at all, and it was particularly for the silent disco after the meal and I'd admitted defeat to tiredness and gone to bed by that time. (I now regret that as it sounds as though it was great fun.)
Everyone wears headphones, and chooses which style of disco music they prefer. I have to say it is something that can look slightly weird when you see it happening but can’t hear any music!
Everyone wears headphones, and chooses which style of disco music they prefer. I have to say it is something that can look slightly weird when you see it happening but can’t hear any music!
I’ve been to a silent disco at a birthday party, great fun to watch/participate and it means you can chat without competing with the music. I think I’ve also been to one at Greenbelt.
Didn't they have one in (gasp!) Canterbury Cathedral? (Presumably before the "graffiti" were installed).
I wouldn't put anything past Canterbury Cathedral's doing, Pagans and Hellbound Hereticks that they all are. Why, enny fule kno that such places are only for the recitation of 1662 BCP services, and for no other porpoise.
I see how the 'silent disco' might work, but I don't think it would work for me.
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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.
Yes, he was - in 1989 - but Joy herself was murdered by a former employee in 1980.
This made me smile.
In addition to having been a mission partner in Kenya I also lived there as a child, not far from Joy Adamson's home in Naivasha. I loved her books.
Hope you enjoyed the party!
Thank you. Weird, indeed...
I wouldn't put anything past Canterbury Cathedral's doing, Pagans and Hellbound Hereticks that they all are. Why, enny fule kno that such places are only for the recitation of 1662 BCP services, and for no other porpoise.
I see how the 'silent disco' might work, but I don't think it would work for me.