Well I used the God's Gift to Women Idea. Went down a storm I say, though I didn't win. The idea was along the right lines though so massive thanks voitaa. The women's £200 for best costume was won by a girl dressed as the milk carton from Blur's Coffee + TV video, not sure if you guys will know that one if you aren't from Britain. As for the guys, some guy dressed as Zoidberg won but one of the other 3 finalists was dressed as a confession box. Although I really liked the dude dressed as a lego man in the audience.
Wednesday got off to a bad start as the party was to begin that night and I had no costume in the morning. A quick trip down to the centre of Glasgow and bit of piping around found me in USC asking for a big cardboard box in storage somewhere. I was shown a less than endearing sized cardboard box to which I stated "one I would fit in" causing the lady next to the one I was talking to to burst out in laughter. I was directed towards shoe shops, having no idea where the closest shoe shop was I stepped outside, turned to my right and there was Clarks, right next door. I went in, and asked the same question, I was handed a shoe box. "Needs to be a bit bigger..." I state. Roseby's I'm told is the place to be, after walking down the high street with my g'ed-up swagger I enter Roseby's. A furniture shop, of course, how could I have made this classic schoolboy error. I head to the back of the room and ask for one of those large alluring cardboard boxes sitting in plain sight. After a quizzical look the woman unloads a cardboard box and hands it to me. I attempt to make my getaway when after two steps I realise getting it flat packed may be more helpful.. Out I go with my flat pack costume, all I need now is wrapping paper. After some searching into WHSmith I go, "aha!" I say in my head, the perfect wrapping paper, very party like. I buy two rolls just to be sure. I'm told that should cover it. I return to my flat, blocking up the aisle on the underground as I go, haha so long suckers. I enter my shared room to find my flatmates playing Tekken. After hours of hard work, in and out of lectures. I have got my cardboard box un-flat packed. I begin to put on the wrapping, one side. two sid- what the ****, that was one roll?! I appear to have been short changed by WHSmith, it is clear that two rolls will not cover the entire box. I skimp some areas, and have just enough left to cover the top. after excellent planning on my behalf, I managed to perfectly cut the right size to make the tag. It was the section where the head would be, still ended up central woop and got a nice cardboard border. Borrowing some supplies from flatmates, pens, thread, knives. My costume is ready.
We party on down to the union, one flatmate looking like a homeless batman. However he got his one-up over the other batmans by stuffing his pants to make it look like he had a massive dong. For the most part the reception the costume got was really good, plenty of people having a laugh and seeing if their drink would be held on it. Got some jokey responses to go with aswell, such as person who came over and said "return to sender!". Plenty of fine biddies asked for pictures with me, aswell as one lady giving me a hug. Result. You may have noticed I said "for the most part", some girls looked at the tag, looked at me, gave a disgusted facial expression and kept walking. My raised two fingers concealed beneath my cardboard exterior. Unfortunately the costume caused me to have to spend most of my time in large corridors where I wasn't in the way, I had a hard time getting anywhere and couldn't reach my arms to my mouth so I couldn't drink. To cap it off the tag fell off before we even got to the party so i had to carry it round with me. I used the time we played pool (I won) to get my drinks and relax those shoulders.
Given the amount of Mighty Boosh costumes I saw I may have been better just going as the Moon, but alas, what would those lovely ladies have done without me then?
), and laugh at all the children in costumes who couldn't throw a bean bag if their lives depended on it. As a volunteerer, I also got my share of all the leftover candy, and there was a LOT. Afterwards, I was stuck at school all alone for half an hour at night because my parents forgot about me. Spooky. It was a wonderful day.