🎵Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,
Memories, memories, sweet memories 🎶

 

Ok this post is not to sing Elvis songs but it popped to mind.

 

Memories of getting ready to go out. It sometimes took weeks to organise the events we attended.

A huge part of the fun was the build up especially for those who planned a whole proper outfit and theme.

Finding the right outfit, colour scheme for your cyber dots, finding a decent novelty bag, the actual getting ready on the day: man that could take hours especially if you decided to go with mad hair.

I remember a storm event where I had to do lots of little buns in my hair and tie coloured pipe cleaners around each one so I had swirly black and red things sticking out my head (Si that was when I went with you),

At other times I had space buns or bunches and pink and white pipe cleaners coming out of them.

Making my furry boots and at one time a full outfit I made myself out of fur.

The whole build up to just one event was amazing. 

and then we had last minute decisions on when we went out like Gods kitchen NEC I only knew that weekend 🤣

 

And i've just found the old emoji's  

 

Anyone else want to chip in?

 

 

Haha nice.   Well actually my first memories were before all of you here, before I came to ctw.   
 

I went to gods kitchen in Leeds, with a very good friend.  The prep for that and many gatecrasher nights like it were Vaseline twists in the hair. That took 2 hours alone haha

I’ve found the pic of the mad hair.   Sorry Si only one I have has you in and you have 2 black eyes and It wasn’t me that caused them  😂

cant remember why.   

 

it was a passion vs storm night at the emporium.  
 

 

My memories are having no fucking dress sence! Shit hair! General tom boy look!

I've pretty much late bloomed at most things in my life 😅

I've only just left home lol