I have to go to a party on the weekend. What's even worse is that it's a themed party. And the theme is Rock Star. God, I hate that kind of thing. If only I'd kept my leather pants from some distant point in my youth - I could just hire a wig and be Joan Jett.
My brother suggested Amy Winehouse - love the idea of wearing the hideous beehive and outrageous eye makeup, but she seems to specialise in wearing not very much at all, which is not a look I can manage.
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Once you've got the beehive and eye makeup, no-one's going to even glance at your dress. But it's gotta be a dress, right?
Oh, I don't think it even has to be a dress. AW likes to wear tiny miniskirts and very low cut tops, which I am not going to do. Again, if I still had my leather pants, I could probably get away with them ...
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