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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
|  | | Make sure you have a lift. Hailing a cab will be impossible. |  | | Goodness, is it Halloween already dear? It only seems like last month? |
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