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Batmite (obviously pictured left) opted to go with the old Hulk Hoganesque Fu Manchu stache, but most agreed that he looked like a gay leather daddy. I, on the other hand, totally rocked a pair of aviator shades, an AC-DC cap, and a Top Gun T-shirt (that was about two sizes too small for me). The running gag was that I was Iceman after he'd left the Air Force and let himself go over the years. I only wish I were playing Word Munchers or Oregon Trail on an old Tandy computer there.
A.J. agreed to be our bartender, making pina colatas, margaritas, and Batmite's apple-tini (he again claims heterosexuality on that one). We had a huge assortment of booze at this thing. Unfortunately, no one got really plastered, which only makes the costumes and behavior that much more unsettling.
Everyone really got into the whole costuming thing. I wasn't really thrilled about dressing up for the party. You know how hard it is to find 80s clothing in 2XL tall? I don't think they make parachute pants and tracksuits in those sizes. Nevertheless, we gave out prizes for the best costumes. Rachel is holding the third prize - a glittery hula hoop. I don't know if she actually won third prize, but she doesn't seem to thrilled to be holding it.
After finding out that Wal-Mart filled the hula hoop with several pounds of marijuana, Rachel perked right up.
Toby took second place. He won the complete first season of Teddy Ruxpin. I found that sitting right at the top of the bargain bin at Wal-Mart. What's unnerving is that there were five copies of it in the bin. I really think it should have been the first place prize, but Batmite overruled me. This was actually not a retro look for Toby. He normally wears the outfit of a Charles Dickens character, complete with bowler cap, pocket watch, and three-piece suit. His attire here is actually about nine decades ahead of his time.
Lisa took first place. I'm not really sure how authentically 80s her costume is, but what's sad is that everything she's wearing was purchased within the last month. That entire ensemble is available today, and statistically speaking there must be someone in the world who's wearing that getup because she (or he) thinks it looks legitimately awesome. In any case, Lisa won the first season of He-Man and the Masters of the Universe. She didn't seem all that thrilled with the prize. In retrospect, I think Lisa and Toby should have switched prizes. Toby seems the type to shout "I HAVE THE POWER!!" to random passersby.
Virgil took a break from blogging to come to the party too. She said she was the 80s gal from the other side of the tracks. Not sure what's with the goofy face she's making. Her ensemble certainly beats her husband's attempt to pass off a green hoodie as his E.T. costume.
Erin and Ami are intrigued and aghast respectively when Batmite jumps up on the table to do a striptease.
They are less than impressed when I try to pull the same stunt....Okay, so maybe there weren't any stripteases. Our party wasn't THAT exciting I guess.
That about sums up our party. I have more pictures, but some of them are of less than stellar quality, and others don't warrant clever comments. Suffice it to say, there was food and drink, we had several playlists of 80s tracks, and we rocked TO THE MAX. I shall end this blog as our party ended, with Batmite thrusting and gyrating to "The Final Countdown."
He claims that his legs hurt for days because he rocked so fucking hard. But he can dance if he wants to... he can leave his friends behind... 'cause if his friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well they're no friends of mine.-------------------------------
JP and Batmite: Sweeping the legs of anyone walking the dinosaur on Electric Avenue... especially if the Kommissar's in town!
2 comments:
^^ that would be the balls.
Hell, let's go for broke. We'll have a 980s party... complete with viking costumes, mead, and slaying of dragons.
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