The dangers of foam
Back in the late 90’s I was witness to (What was billed as) Barnsleys first foam party at the Hedonism. I was going through a pretty bad part of my life at the time and wasn’t really in the mood to venture into the foam and instead took to people watching from the sidelines.

After a few minutes of dancing in the foam I noticed a few clubbers hadn’t really thought things through. A few of the towns womenfolk had decided to go into the foam and forgot that their faces were covered in heavily layered makeup. Women were entering the foam dancing for a while and leaving it with faces that looked partially melted thanks to the fact that only parts of their concealer etc had dissolved due to the mixture of sweat and foam.

I remember making a joke to my mate about one of the recently departed, and now semi orange faced chavs looking like Jack Nicholson in Batman (The I’m melting part of it) when my girlfriends mate Gemma ran past me screaming with her head in her hands.

Gemma was well known to use a trowel to put her makeup on and also had plucked her eyebrows to virtually nothing- to rectify this when she went out on the town she would simply draw the things on. The problem was that she had lost one of her pencilled ‘brows off in the foam and was searching for someone who had something to draw one back on.

She eventually did find something to do it with but due to the fact that she was partially inebriated the eyebrow she drew on was a little wonky and she spent the rest of the night looking a little quizzical.

Our little group of friends called her Adam West for the next few weeks, shame she didn’t understand it really.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Tue 14 Apr 2009, 13:04, 1 reply)

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For the Adam West reference and putting a very entertaining image in my head. Nice one fella! :o)
(RVD420 has his world coming down on, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 16:15, closed)