Why is it that with the simple act of putting on a costume we shed our layers and lose our inhibitions?
Maybe it’s because we spent our entire childhood dreaming of being someone else (a nurse, a firefighter, a sailor, a cowboy, a princess, a superhero, a soldier, a fairy, a ballerina, a knight, an indian, a policeman, a rockstar, a nun, a pirate, a builder, I think you get the picture!) and, if only for one night, we have finally made it!
[Of course, the alcohol consumed at the fancy dress party would help the process along too]
Look at me mum! I’m a Dirty Pirate Hooker!