I’m a fancy dresser... er, some times

I’ve just had a ball by going

to a fancy dress party – a rare event, it seems, these days.

I know some people get really stressed by these events, but I loved putting the whole outfit together.

In my book you either go over the top, or don’t bother at all.

A dig around my wardrobe produced a gold sequin dress which I bought in the sales but had never worn.

I used some fishnets and gold-heeled sandals, then completed the look with a necklace and an ostrich feather tied across my head.

Ta dah! 1920s flapper girl is at the ready.

Hubby Steve used his thin thatch wisely, going as Walter from Breaking Bad, in an orange jump suit.

Gold, orange... we made a right pair!