Well, it's true, we ARE rather fond of dressing up. And we LOVE a good costume party.
|Us with Marissa at the 1968 Halloween Mixer. Who's who? Hint: Marissa's on the right.|
We've been holding costume parties since forever. But it was only after a couple years we realised what a good opportunity fancy dress balls present to us crimefighting types. Opportunities to gather information.
We decided it would be a rather brilliant wheeze if we were to put the word out on the grapevine that we were hosting a costume party, knowing that eventually, word would reach the criminal underground.
Master criminals are very fond of dressing up and showing off (think The Joker, The Penguin, et al). Even ugly toddler Henri Petit and the diabolical Lester Von Hornrimm have been known to slap on some greasepaint and funny clothes from time to time - and to dress up for a party too (see what I did there? Ha ha ha!).
|That's Henri in the middle.|
Any road up, what we'd do is this...
Get some of the Unbelievababes to work the door, serve the drinks etc. All in costume, of course.
Guests arrive, in costume.
Everyone's in costume, nobody knows who is who, the guests eat, drink, relax and start talking shop.
We have microphones placed everywhere, recording conversations between evil-doers and ne'er-do-wells.
It's brilliant. And because nobody knows who is wearing what, sometimes we don't even show up!
We're elsewhere, kicking butt and fighting crime.
But anyway, that's not the point. I was supposed to talk about entries from previous Unbelievables costume contests. There were many clangers and howlers I can recall, but my favourite one is this - it's wrong and right on so many levels I have to give it a special mention.
|The name's not quite right, and there are only two, but come on! Borderline genius, Elsie and Fay Rectangle from Attleboro, MA!|
P.S. The real reason we only have ONE costume contest per year? Halloween, natch.
Get those entries in! There may be a prize in it for you! Or not.