The Bee's Knees

The party was a 1920s theme, and there were some amazing outfits to behold. I failed the test of rummaging through the closet for something symbolic to wear, so we just went as ourselves. Anyway, somebody has to be the ooh-er and aah-er. Apparently you just go to a costume shop, plunk down some cash, and emerge completely clad from shoes to fascinators. I had no idea.