Lyle zipped up and headed out with Jessica (dressed as a sexy devil), Patrick (the skeleton), and Pepijn (as himself with a scary £1 mask). After a short bus ride to Putney, an ID check at the door, and a decent into the basement of the Fez, we were handed our headphones and ushered into the club. Lucky for me, Lyle's skin is thin enough to hear music through. The dance floor was a-blinkin' and those funky beats had us hip-hopin' in no time. Good thing I'm a light-weight, £5 was barely enough for a single Rum & Coke. Yikes.
Everyone was dressed to impress. Lots of scary dead zombies and sexy, scantily clad "kittens" but best of all, some animal friends! Silent Social Fez-style was just as much fun as I had remembered it being at the ball. This time I played paparazzi. Here are a few pictures from the night!
And a short video to try to give others a taste of what Silent Social is like. It's hard to see the fun if you're not there to enjoy it, but I guess this will have to do.