Last night there was an 80s themed party. I threw together a costume at the last moment. Here is a picture.
I danced the night away, all to hits of a past era. Midway, I took my scooter to a market, all in this ridiculous getup. The girl I went to the market with looked like a New Wave prostitute and we had a quick photo shoot. I am still waiting to retrieve the photos. The weird thing was that I solicited no more stares than usual.