Oh ....my....god
I recieved a text message yesterday around 5 o clock, it was from my landlady, saying "Hopefully see you tonight".
I'd completely forgotten it was her and her boyfriend's leaving do and we'd agreed to go. It was a big fancy dress bash, so me and my flatmate rushed around the house trying to find something to use as a fancy dress costume.
The theme was movies, so my flatmate knocked together a makeshift Indiana Jones outfit, whilst I luckily found a Viking helmet that I'd used for a previous party. In fact I had the full outfit. My mum had made me a great costume out of some fake sheep-skin and a Hessian shirt thing. I found a plastic sword and even made use of the blonde Cher wig I'd used for another party where I went as a Hippie.
The results were scary. I was a gay viking.
I've put the photos here :
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