Last night I went to John’s thirtieth birthday party, which had an eighties theme. It was quite horrendous! That is, the eighties clothes people were wearing. The party was good!
My housemates went as Marty McFly and Doc Emmett, as you can see, and my ex-housemate on the left is one of Bros. You can also see some big-haired rocker’s big-hair just behind them. Myself, I didn’t try all that hard and just wore black shoes, white socks, turned up jeans, a white t-shirt and a suit jacket. None of them fashion faux-pas in themselves (except the turned-upness of the jeans), but together they’re the essence of the eighties. Although I could have done with a single earring, some make-up, a head band and a wig to improve it.