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Firstly, just so you know, if you choose to dress like these lovable
'70s glam mad hatters you'll be gong home from the party - ALONE!
Then again, some of the ladies may appreciate your rough hewn charm.
Try this line from Take Me Bak 'Ome to test the water: "You
and your bottle of brandy, you both smell the same, so take me bak
'ome." A certain poetry there we're sure you'll agree.
It's a tough call whether to go as frontman Noddy Holder, a young
Albert Steptoe lookalike with his Dickensian side whiskers, mirrored
top hat and ragbag mix of ludicrously lapelled jacket, flared pantaloons
and platform boots. Guitarist Dave Hill's wired spaceman reject
look isn't far better but it will definitely provide a laugh. Stick
a pudding basin on your head and snip around for Dave's harsh hairline
effect. Make sure there are no small children at the party. They
will be very afraid. A pair of customised Joan Collins Dynasty style
shoulder pads should achieve the winged effect and perhaps your
mum still has that silver chiffon top from the '70s in her wardrobe.
Charity shops and car boot sales will be ideal for picking up Slade
type cast-offs. (Basically, anything goes). A propensity to mis-spell
(Mama Weer All Crazee Now) will also help although it might prove
tricky for scribbling down the details of that special someone at
the end of the party. A Brummie accent would also add authenticity.
And remember, at some point in the evening you will have to lead
the crowd in a rendition of Merry Xmas Everybody
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Make sure you have a lift. Hailing a cab will be impossible. |
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Goodness, is it Halloween already dear? It only seems like
last month? |
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