Goths and Pirates from 1969

Last Saturday we went to Sheffield to go to Mike's birthday. Steph knows Mike from her last expedition to the UK and from New Zealand. Mike and his partner Alex lived in Masterton for a year a couple of years back.

Mike was born back in 1969, the anniversary was on Sunday, I'll let you do the math. His party on Saturday night was a dress up party so we faithfully prepared costumes. We decided to dress up as Gothics/Emos, so we died our hair black, I bought tight skinny jeans, clip-on nose ring and a studded belt. Steph, well Steph surprisingly already had everything she needed in her wardrobe.

We turned up at the party and found ourselves surrounded by hippies. It turns out that it was a 1969 dress-up party. Oh well, we looked good, and it turns out we weren't the only ones who didn't know about the 1969 theme. There was a wizard and and elf queen and two generations of pirates.

We got talking to the pirates and were asked whether we were dressed up or if these were our normal clothes. Turns out, when not dressed up as pirates, the pirates were actually
Goths. Apparently we would have fit right into their circle.

Mistaken for a Goth by a Goth. Now that's a good costume.