The great thing about dress up parties is when everyone goes hard out. When everyone gets dressed up, and some people pay money for outrageous suits, and others pull things together based on what odd getup they can find out of their closet. And you all get together, and dance around and you realise that it takes very very little to get people to be silly and do crazy things.

Okay, perhaps the addition of alcohol helps this process, but I’m positive the dressing up helps.

And then you get the really stupid things. Like when two cowboys meet and someone cracks out a ‘Brokeback Mountain’ joke and suddenly they are comparing the size of each others barrels. Or when Kermit the Frog starts singing ‘The Rainbow Connection’ to make Barbies night. Or when GI Joe decides that keeping his gun to Obama’s head is amusing for the newcomers, but halfway through the show decides to take on Kermit instead. As long as it’s all in good fun, right?

In short, I had a great time. Prancing around a pink wig, with a tiara, wand and fairy wings, tipsy on cheap asti with a cute cowboy on my arm – how could I have not?

Hope your weekend was just as grand :)