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Don’t let anyone tell you that Halloween isn’t for big grown-ups. I was at Home House’s notorious Halloween party last night … and so now I’ve seen it all.
one bloody bride #Halloween
Hedge funders with blood running down their faces, CEOs with big fat nails through their heads, heavily scarred fashionistas and a couple of majestic werewolves thrown in for good measure.
my host and hostess
The private members club’s 6th annual Halloween bash sold all 1000 tickets within three weeks of announcing the date.
dangerous looking party animals at Home House 2013
surprisingly brilliant costumes
there are no rules…
nor an age limit
period dancing
through the banisters at Home House
oh look bumped into some old friends… (sorry Andy!)
a caged rocking horse. jump in. why not?
I had always thought All Hallows Eve was all about the Smalls. The one evening a year we allow them to beg from strangers and overdose on evil-coloured sugars. So I decided to track down the events team behind Home House’s annual festivities and find out more about this bloody obsession. Is it the release adults need to escape from the real world? Or simply amateur dramatics meets some naughty fetish partying? Either way, I have photographic evidence.
photographic evidence at Home House
Home House Members’ Halloween Party ‘Til Death Do Us Part’
