We were invited to a birthday party at the weekend that had been themed 'HOLLYWOOD' and as my daily attire usually consists of 'anything comfortable' and wellies, I could feel it was going to be a bit of a challenge.
Glamorous had been specified in large gold lettering on the invitation, and as I knew I hadn't anything that fitted that description, I set about making a dress out of some black material and some beading I had.
My partner was similarly at a loss for 'posh' clothes, and so borrowed his dads dinner suit.
Well, the night came and we eagerly donned our makeshift outfits and off we went.
On entering we were handed a glass of champagne and ushered through to the room which was decked out in black and white ruched material over the walls and ceiling and looked absolutely amazing.
There were life-size models of film stars, gold six foot Oscars, and an actual red carpet.
Now I was quite excited, and being excited I started to drink quickly, so it wasn't long before I was shaking my stuff on the dance floor with all the Hollywood stars at the edge of the dance floor watching me (yes they were watching me, remember I'd been drinking ... James Bond in particular couldn't keep his eyes off of me and as for Mr. Pitt, well lets just say Ang would NOT have been happy!)
Basically, I was having a FANTASTIC time, despite my beading starting to unravel and leaving a little black dotty trail behind me as I shimmied.
By 10 o'clock, and more than several drinks later, I thought I was actually in Hollywood, and after several more drinks and the A list celebrity audience I'd personally acquired to watch my amazing dance moves, I thought I was an actual Hollywood Movie Star.
Now, in the cold light of day, a more accurate description might be a middle aged drunk woman in a bead shedding homemade dress.
But, with copious amounts of alcohol and the Hollywood setting, for that one night, as far as I was concerned
... I really WAS a Movie Star :o)